To enjoy the changing seasons there is no better place to be than on a farm. The cycles of life are ever evident; the birth of lambs in the spring and calves in the autumn, the grass begins to grow green and lush in the spring and then burns dry in the hot summer sun. The once chilly sky brings down warmth and the sunshine that brings new life to the ground and feeds the farming spirit. The combine arrives to cut the corn and the berries start appearing on the hedgerows, it’s time to reap the fruits of our labour and make crumbles and pies laden with fruits from the hedgerows and orchards. The leaves come off the trees and a chill in the air marks the start of a long hard winter. The animals come inside; it’s time to wrap up warm, light the fire, put a casserole in the oven and an extra pair of socks on.

The harshness of some winters can make life on the farm gruelling; pipes freeze but animals need to drink so they must be defrosted before the farmer has his breakfast. But there are also joys in the cold especially if it snows and for a few days we enjoy playing in a white wintry world, sliding down the banks on the old sledge and building snowmen.

Then once again it’s lambing time and this new life marks the start of another cycle of nature. Once the lambs and their mothers are out in the fields the grass begins to grow again and daffodils poke through the now warming earth; it’s springtime once again!

There’s something that’s difficult to express about being that close to nature and farming folk don’t need a calendar to tell them what jobs need to be done, they can feel it when they step out the door and smell the season.

Living and working on a farm can bring delight and disappear within moments. The crop can fail and a cow can break her leg and have to be shot, then the next moment there’s new life as a calf is born and a good crop of grass brought in for the winter.