The view home...

...from the field I'm ploughing. Spent about five hours ploughing (with lunch in between) and got my body properly stiff, despite a few little breaks. The reason for those breaks was throwing some stones away from the field (perhaps not the best way to take a break from ploughing), and once calling my father to come and take one away with the excavator, and waiting for him to come. Still not ready, as I don't dare drive at normal ploughing speed because of the stones.

I had to bring a bale to the pasture in the evening. The load of grass yesterday didn't last 24 hours. I suppose the pasture is now really finished.