letter from a small corner of far away

Dear Lynn, dear Everyone,

As a disaster, it was only a minor one, but after sorting out the photos for this letter last night, I changed a few words, then pressed something by mistake and the letter just vanished, and this morning I haven’t the heart to start again. Occasionally these letters just roll out of my head, but sometimes, like this week, they don’t, so the loss of effort was greater than sometimes, but the loss of quality, not so much.

Suffice it to say, I am alright, the family is OK too, and the horses are doing well. Molly has put some weight on since she has been eating grass during the day, and although her offside back leg is still not right, she cantered over to the new grass yesterday morning, before getting her head down. Meanwhile, the mustard in the green manure is still in flower, the leaves are late in falling off the trees, and I have loads to do, not least the maintenance jobs outside. So these words will have to do for this week, I need to go in the workshop, I have a scroll block to prepare before doing a demonstration tomorrow and my tools to gather and sharpen.

Take care,

William

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William Castle is a violin maker, farmer & SFJ contributor who lives in Shropshire, England.

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