A Quiet Smoke in the Evening

Returning from a mission inspired by a desperate shortage in our fridge department I paused to watch the sun setting over Sejny, the dairy as a matter of fact.

I bumped into E on her way up the hill to collect some eggs and K in the supermarket who seemed cheerful as ever.

A had finished harrowing when I arrived back, P had a harrowing lesson in the morning, which I think was agreeable to him and I spent a couple of hours with the errant Cieszek sitting on my accelerator foot until he left the cabin on a hopeless felicidal mission.

It made a change using the tractor without having to keep such a regular eye on the temperature. It was easier on the ears too since the pump was changed. More of that tomorrow. We need to get the fields flat and stone free.