The glorious weather we've been having of late has hopefully made up for those horrible cold wet days we had in May. From a farming point of view it was a nightmare for first cut silage – if you hadn't gone early it meant a nail biting wait. The grass is usually just right in terms of sugar, protein and fibre by mid May, but woe betide you if you miss the boat – feeding dairy cattle is such a fine science it can make quite a difference.
At home we rear dairy young stock and they're pretty much all out at the moment – it's like having 500 teenagers roaming around the farm looking for places to get out and cause mischief. They're also a delight to watch, so long as they're not causing too much trouble!
At the marina everything is in bloom and looking lush. I love this time of year – the colours and textures as you look across the landscape are just stunning. It's only as I've gotten older that I now take the time to appreciate it all and I'm so glad that I do. I'm sure the bird song is louder this year and I just had to stop to listen to a little brown bird singing its heart out in a tree by one of the moorings yesterday. When you're busy in life you rarely take the time to just stop and listen – try it – you'll be amazed at what you hear!
In terms of new development our new caravan pitches are progressing and Angus and I are really pleased with how the site is looking – the first of our glamping wagons has arrived and has a temporary home on the car park until its pitch is ready. I have a friend who is a whizz at interior design who is going to help me kit them out because let's face it – if it were left to me I'd just fill it with horse stuff and chocolate (hmmm – that's not a bad look)