The Good Provider (2012)
“Now, towards evening, the wind had backed northerly and great skirts of cloud hid the Carrick grazings and the autocratic hills of Galloway. Hail came hopping over the brow of the Straitons and swiftly engulfed the track that straggled up to Hawkhead farm at the head of the vale. Sheep turned tails to the stinging grains and moved to find shelter among broken dykes or in muddy scrapes under the lip of the hill. But the cattle, all lean and thrawn, roared defiance and stood their ground, refusing to be chased from the burn bank where new growth, mainly weed, gave them bite to supplement the mouldy hay that Clegg had flung out for them that morning.
For Kirsty Barnes there was no shelter. She trudged by the side of a huge Clydesdale horse with nothing but an old potato sack cowled over her head to give her protection. Winter, it seemed, was reluctant to yield to spring and Kirsty was ill-clad for such a changeable season. She had left Hawkhead bare-headed and had been soaked by a rain s...quall on the trail downhill to Bankhead Mains.MoreLess
For Kirsty Barnes there was no shelter. She trudged by the side of a huge Clydesdale horse with nothing but an old potato sack cowled over her head to give her protection. Winter, it seemed, was reluctant to yield to spring and Kirsty was ill-clad for such a changeable season. She had left Hawkhead bare-headed and had been soaked by a rain s...quall on the trail downhill to Bankhead Mains.MoreLess
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