It feels hot enough to be August but of course it’s June, it’s strimming time. We wake early to the sound of the machines, people like to start work as soon as it’s light and still relatively cool. We eat dinner outside to the same sound as work starts again late afternoon. Lots of rain then heat has produced knee high growth that must be cut, by law, to reduce the risk of wild fires. Some farmers plough between their olive trees to clear the land but on the mountain slopes it’s definitely work for heavy duty brush cutters.
Before he completely mows our orchard area Mr FF likes to cut a series of paths through the wild flowers and for a few days we and the cats enjoy a stroll through beautiful meadows before they disappear for another year.