Caistor St Edmund, Norfolk: Underfoot the ground is as hard as metal, while the council’s ‘leaky dams’ are set for the next deluge
Catkins fall from the sweet chestnut trees like long yellow streamers from a party. More than 20 wasps fret over the bonnet of my car, feeding off something – maybe sticky tree sap or dead insects.
The hay crop is in. No high yields, but better than last year. Two red kites hunt over the coumarin-sweet cut meadows and the swallows glide low. The empty fields usually beckon a gallop, but the ground rings out under hoof like a metalled road. If there is no rain, a second crop seems unlikely.
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Caistor St Edmund, Norfolk: Underfoot the ground is as hard as metal, while the council’s ‘leaky dams’ are set for the next delugeCatkins fall from the sweet chestnut trees like long yellow streamers from a party. Mor...
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