That field is like a cloth of gold - I don't want Summer to end ....it has been glorious!
Comment by DTease on 15th August 2018 at 00:43
That’s a good picture Ron, I really like that one. Making hay while the sun shines.
Comment by Alan lad on 15th August 2018 at 05:21
A belter ,a chair a flask and some Jam butties and I could spend a few hours watching them harvesting the crop there .
Comment by Maureen on 15th August 2018 at 06:58
What a beautiful golden shot to greet anybody in the morning..it's another sight for sore eyes...it's just lovely,thanks Ron.
Comment by Philip G. on 15th August 2018 at 07:15
I also like how the blast of golden yellow 'cuts a swathe' through the foreground greenery.
Comment by Mick on 15th August 2018 at 07:40
A bit to much squashed up if you ask me, the tractor and baler are hiding another trailer with some bales on it.
And that rusty post is making my eyes sore.
Comment by Poet on 15th August 2018 at 07:57
DRINKING SONG
Since man laid down his hunting spear,
Johns been chopped down by his ears,
And executed 'til he's dead
But resurrected in our bread.
We sup to martyred John with cheer,
He's alive in all our foaming beer,
In every pint he is reborn,
Let's drink to old John Barleycorn.
Comment by Fred Mason on 15th August 2018 at 08:19
A real summery shot, Ron. Very pleasant. I hope the farmers have got a bumper crop this year.
Comment by Anne on 15th August 2018 at 08:31
Wonder what the crop was and when it was sown? There is no sign of the crop behind me being harvested yet as it was a late sowing because of the long wet winter.
Comment by DTease on 15th August 2018 at 08:43
Doesn’t the “Wutchy” look magnificent now? Everyone laughed when they first planted trees there. Nothing had grown on that mountain of waste for many years and no one believed that anything would. How wrong we all were.
Comment by Pat McC on 15th August 2018 at 08:49
A beautiful ‘rustic’ scene and the rusty post fits in beautifully. A truly lovely photograph which reminds me of when I was a child in the 1950s and we used to sit on the back of the tractor and when our mums brought out tea and sandwiches for the workers, we’d sit with them in the hedgerow and gobble up the food even though we were only playing and not actually helping with the haymaking!
With respect Mick, would a trip to Specsavers help to resolve your sore eyes?
Comment by Ivor on 15th August 2018 at 08:51
Grow up Mick
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