Photographer: Emerson, Peter Henry
Medium: Photographic print
"Here we have a bright sunny June Idyl of the marshes.The sky is of the purest blue. The mowers in their picturesque dress have been over the ground a few days before, laying low the sweet-scented grasses with magnificent sweeps of the scythe. At times they might have been seen in a row sharpening their scythes, and superb they looked as replacing their hones, they bent to their work and advanced, a devastating army passing over the ripe grass. The June sun has shone brightly and the hay has been pitched and tossed and is now ready for carting. The large tumbril with the rope hanging below ready for securing the load, goes regularly along the rows, taking each haycock in turn, the man with the rake keeping abreast and bringing up the straggling wisps to the waggon's fore-wheel, where the pitcher takes them and places them on the load. The graceful figure with the rake is resting until the waggon shall move on to the next haycock. In the distance the spotted cattle stand under the shady trees or roam in restless groups chased by the summer flies. From time to time, along the marsh road in the distance, heavily-laden hay-waggons pass on their way to the farmyards. Beautiful in colour is the fresh green carpet of the newly-cut marsh, dotted over with the brown weathered haycocks..."
Text by Peter Henry Emerson from the book 'Idyls of the Norfolk Broads'