Taters

Lots of potatoes have been planted very recently in the fields around Willey. They’re not showing yet – there’s been no rain – so the clean-cut furrows are neat and pristine, revealing the rich red of the local soils. Beyond the spuds, we’re extending the route slightly – up Round Hill (where tiny damsons are already forming on the bushes) and back down Ned’s Lane. Everywhere is very quiet on this bright sunny afternoon.