[Migrations & Peregrinations] Outstanding in my field

I'm in Wales, staying at Tyn-yr-Erw (w is usually a vowel in Welsh, so
that's pronounced something like Tin-ur-AIR-oo) a small farm/bunkhouse.
This is one of the most Welsh-speaking areas of Wales, although the
couple who run the place are from London and still sound like it. I've
been helping out in the garden, planting trees for a new hedge, digging
up overgrown paths and laying down new woodchips, cutting up turf, and,
my favorite, weeding. I don't know why a treehugger like myself finds
pulling plants out of the ground quite so satisfying, but I do. It
started out cool, cloudy, with intermittent light showers, but the
weather has turned sunny and almost too warm. Everything is exuberantly
green, and the pastoral hills around the farm are gorgeous. It's just a
short walk from the house to the ruins of an Iron Age fort on a hilltop
in a neighbor's cow pasture. Standing up there, you can see three huge
wind turbines in the next valley over. I'm having an excellent time
overall, although some sort of biting insect has been after me
something fierce and my inability to hammer in a competent manner
proved frustrating while putting up a rabbit fence around a vegetable
bed yesterday.

I have lots more to write, but my internet time at this cafe is almost
up (the net's down at the farm).