After my rather grey post on a grey day bemoaning the greyness that February can be… sunshine! Sunday morning really was all about the sun and it was so warm there was no need for coats as I strapped Arty to my back and set off with Minnie to walk to the North Notts Ploughing Match (held, confusingly, not in North Nottinghamshire, but our little village in South Yorkshire – although admittedly, close to the border).
I don’t know much about tractors. They haven’t really factored heavily in my life (save for them being a regular sight motoring back and forth on the roads around here). However, Arty is a big fan (well, of anything with a motor really) and so, going along for a nosey was a natural choice, bearing in mind it was being held a short walk from our home. There were all sorts of tractors on display, from the modern, to the vintage and, also demonstrations of pre-tractor days, with a small number of heavy horses, what I think were mules and two very lovely Fjord horses.
We paused and ate some homemade cake before trundling back home to get some bits done in the garden. What a difference a bit of sun makes!