I tend to take a lot of photos out to the back of my house. A lot of the header images on this website are actually taken from roughly my back door. My bedroom window is actually above the backdoor, so this view is one I see all the time and I quite like taking pictures of sunset and sunrise despite not being a great photographer.
Immediately in front of me is my less than healthy lawn which I’m doing my best with but I don’t really like gardening. I then have some bushes and a fence designed to keep things out rather than in.
Beyond the fence is my cousin’s field. At the moment it’s growing wheat. In a few months it will be combined and bailed and either left alone or sewn with winter carrots or potatoes. A row of trees is on the far perimeter of this field and separates it from its neighbour. Beyond the fields is the remainder of a World War 2 aerodrome that my grandfather used to take us to as children to see the cattle he had there, but to which I have seldom been since a few driving lessons 15 years ago.
That’s a really poorly descriptive post. Apologies to regular readers or anyone who has wasted their time with that. I’m not really feeling it today. I’m bored and would rather be anywhere else than behind my keyboard at the moment.
I don’t know the reason,
let’s just make a choice.
Let’s throw out the caution,
just one voice.
Fields by Adam Lambert