The last throws of a Summer sun on harvested fields always evoke memories of offering up my tin of baked beans as a gift to the poor at the St. Vincent’s school harvest festival mass. That, and singing, “We plough the fields and scatter..”
I love harvest time imagery, especially seeing the bales of hay, set out as a collection of monoliths on a low sun bathed
hillside on a September evening. But I’m troubled.
Whilst passing field after field, I have been seeing only
round hay bales. What ever happened to the rectangular bales that we used to
make dens out of as childen? Have aliens moved on from crop circle making to
rectangular hay bale rustling?
Yes, I am right. I have just seen a lorry carrying a load of
rectangular bales heading South on the M1 near Bolsover. Where do they take them and what do they need
them for? Can we stop the alien invasion
by cutting off their silage supply? Does this mean aliens are vegetarians?
Troubling times.
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