It was at the beginning of the summer when I last had a post so, it is only natural that, for the sake of continuity this post will be about the end of summer. Or to be precise about the view of our backgarden at the end of the summer.
You step out of the gate into the rolling hills of wheat fields.
There are a few paths dividing the fields that are great for dog walking.
This year we had wheat …
and oats growing.
The summer heat produced different shades of yellows and blues that will be nice to remember during the cold and wet winter months.