Tag: draw home the turf

• turf

  

  As I bent down once again creating the stook at the edge of the bank I cursed my absent husband. It was the one place, and the one job that I missed him most, turf. Three hours so far today I had been stooping and placing sods of turf in the intricate design known as…

  Susan Gallagher

  11 Dec 2020

  Story – fiction

  bog, draw home the turf, foot, stook, turf