13th May 2019 A sprung spring sprang.

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Monday 13th 47-59F,  rather windy but sunny start becoming cloudy. Walked to the lanes. Bright "horses" raced across the fields in the cold wind. Danish media has been showing pictures of brown clouds blowing off the fields due to very dry soil.

The politicooze thought it would draw attention to their desperate election hopes if they travelled by steam train to sell their snake oil. They managed to start at least 10 wildfires! 😏 Well, they say no publicity is bad publicity!

Tuesday 14th 46-55F, it started sunny but then steadily clouded over as I returned from the woods. The explosion in insects marks the arrival of the warblers. I heard three and saw two. Lots of birds in the woods as I circled via heavily overgrown fire breaks. My boots were thickly covered in pollen by the time I arrived home. The crops are in seed and all shiny, soft and fluffy.

I had to fetch a load of grow bags so shopped from the car. Only two normally stocked items were not stocked today. I read, what now seems like decades ago, about supermarkets having a perfect ordering system thanks to computer monitoring of sales and automatic e-ordering. Not here they don't! You can never [ever] rely on getting bread, organic milk, tomatoes or lettuce.

What a damned shame "they" only ordered pre-pubescent staff. To keep the whole bløødy shambles rumbling along to bring in the billions to the absent billionaire owners. As they compare the size of their super-yachts, the size of their garages full of luxury cars and the acreage of modern daubs on the gilded and marble walls of their sprawling, utterly tasteless mansions. It will be a blue moon before Bozo pays his staff properly and treats them like human beings. Oh the irony! He imagines himself Emperor of the Amazons.

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