It's always fun to visit the beach after a big rain storm.
But a bale of straw??
Imagine its story. In springtime, a farmer plants seeds in his fields beside the banks of the River Dee. Over the course of the summer, the fresh green barley sprouts out of the bare earth. By August, the landscape is aglow with carpets of ripe golden barley, the whiskered spikes dancing in the breeze. Come harvest, the business end of the barley is separated and dispatched to local whisky distilleries for malting, and the straw is baled up for use as animal bedding and feed. And then along comes a massive storm, the fields flood and the bales of straw are swept up by the river before they can be collected. Most of the bales break up but a few survive the torrent and the waves more or less intact, and here one of them sits on the beach awaiting 'decoration' by the local dog population...
we love that story that is interesting... but maybe the straw was left by da sea horses?
ReplyDeleteHari OM
ReplyDeleteWell, Nobby, all I could think was that some poor cow is now less a meal or two... I am fascinated that this bale survived in such a lump. Straw is not known for its flotational attributes! I am impressed with the nearly whole tree, too. Just proves the strength of water when it flows... hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx
Did you know that in older times barley straw was used to keep ponds clear of algae? Perhaps it has been cleaning the sea.... (We can read that Gail has been practicing her nature writing - good of you to keep encouraging her).
ReplyDeleteThat must have been some storm! That's a lot of large stuffs that came sweeping down!
ReplyDeleteNobby, your beaches are so much more interesting than ours! What fun to find a whole tree and a bale of straw. All we have are sunbeds and seaweed!
ReplyDeleteLove,
Paca xx
that must have been some kind of storm, to float that tree and bale... did you think it was the worlds biggest stick and that you could drag it about to play with. weather gone wild, world gone wild...
ReplyDeleteNObby I love to walk on our beaches after a storm too but I NEVER see trees or bales of hay. I need a trip across the pond.
ReplyDeleteI love the story you imagined
PS I had a lovely early morning walk. I met Ruby a 140 lb 1 1/2 year old Great Dane and OMDs I saw two deer smack in the middle of a yard about 1/2 block from home. Thankfully I had my phone all was documented
Hugs cecilia
You sure found some interesting things washed up on the beach after your stormy weather, Nobby. We hope you did your part to "decorate" that bale of straw. BOL!
ReplyDeleteIt lends a whole new dimension to beachcombing.
ReplyDeleteTigger's Mum mentioned barley straw being used to clear algae - it's still used today.
Wow....we can imagine the bale as it made its way to the ocean. Thanks to Phenny and Nellie we can also imagine Seahorses munching on it before making its way to shore!
ReplyDeletexoxo,
Sunny & Rosy
Were flightless birds trying to cross the sea?
ReplyDeleteDid you jump on the bale after you decorated it, Nobby??
ReplyDeleteMaybe all that flotsam came from the recent bad weathers you had in your region.