There is some big machinery working in the field next door, making a racket. The farmer is cutting down what I imagine must be the raw ingredient for silage. As far as I can tell, it's all random weeds, I don't think he sowed anything there this year.
The machine doesn't turn very easily, and the technique seems to be to go around the field a few times widening the swathe each time, and once there is enough space for a turning circle, to go zig-zag from the top of the field to the bottom.
The machines look quite menacing, parked up for the weekend.
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