Scotland’s Serengeti?

This morning we were waiting again for rain. We could see rain clouds forming over the hills, but would it reach us down here in the Machars? At 1.00pm I was taking photographs of the parched grass where only the weeds were surviving.

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The cattle in the field behind us were lying on dry, bleached pastureland instead of lush green grass.

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The grass on the lawn was brittle and crunched under my feet. We could brush it and small bristles would break off and blow away in the breeze. It was like coconut matting not a lawn. Even the clover was dying back.

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Then, at 2.00 it started to rain heavily – we had the welcome sound of rain drumming on the roof and windows. An hour later it was still raining although much lighter and the sky was beginning to brighten. How much longer before we return to our more normal summer climate?

 

Author: annedunford

Now fulfilling my ten year old self's ambition to become a writer - it's taken many years and a long,long winding road to get here! After a lifetime spent teaching, making miniature ceramics, returning to teaching and training, I am now indulging in a lifelong ambition to write!

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