The Old Yard

I remember these old farmyards so well. Summer or winter the wellies were needed because there was always a treacherous wet, mucky spot waiting to ambush you as you pushed on a few heifers or manhandled some ewes into a shed. Fall there and you were a pariah for the rest of the day until you got home to change out of the wet,hard trousers. These places still dot the country and will disappear as the money to bring them back into use just does not make economic sense and that's a shame.....just saying

Farmyard Symphony