‘Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness’. We are probably all familiar with the first line of Keat’s poem ‘Ode to Autumn’. It was on my mind this morning as I drove to the farm. The lanes wind their way through
Season of mist and fruitfulness

‘Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness’. We are probably all familiar with the first line of Keat’s poem ‘Ode to Autumn’. It was on my mind this morning as I drove to the farm. The lanes wind their way through