By Simon Anthony
Published Nov 01, 2013
Farmer Marc was walking across the lower meadow of hisfarm, the bright sun warming his face. Rocky, his loyal dog,was walking by his side, also feeling hot under his black anddark brown fur. Looking back towards his house and the oldfarmhouse being renovated next door, Marc noticed how highthe fir trees were growing, forming the boundary between thetwo gardens, a thick hedge heading straight for the sky.