08 August 2020
In Fields This Morning
On the way back home from a further search for thistles this morning I found at least the 5th empty Budweiser bottles from the last week or so.
In my opinion, but possibly in nobody else's: Budweiser = Litter = Plebs.
The other object below is, I am informed, an artifical tee from which to hit a golf ball.
Our guest cattle do of course love standing on something like this, or even trying to chew it amongst their chosen grass.
