After the cutting

The brussels have been picked, the sheep have nibbled the stalks and all that remains is ready to be ploughed back into the ground ready for the next crop.  The cycle continues without a pause. 
I called in at the shop and then went to buy some Christmas cards.  The Christmas razzmatazz seems to go up a notch each year and makes me uneasy.  I hope I'm not becoming a grumpy old man!