A good day for thatching

We walked across the fields to the next village this morning and stupidly wore wellingtons thinking the fields would be muddy.  Big mistake as the ground was bone dry and it was also rather warm. 

We hadn't realised it was the village scarecrow competition and there were quite a few people out and about.  This chap wasn't a scarecrow but was taking advantage of the good weather to carry on with his thatching. I've added one of the scarecrows as an extra.

I think I've spotted a green caterpillar on the dining room window about to turn into a cocoon.  Watch this space.