Fields of golden barley

My friend has just moved into the rurals of Shropshire & it is so nice to visit & to look over the neighbouring fields from her garden ...

I will definitely be taking the camera with to capture the changes of the season.

The fields of barley are now golden & dry - the wind rustles through them in a calming rhythm.

I grabbed my Canon40D on the way out but took a lens I don't usually use as it is a fixed -prime- 135 lens so it was a good experience exploring the lens to get photos I wanted.



I like the clarity of this photo & the bokeh of the background

Some random poppies in the field add a splash of colour

The Wrekin - a local landmark high point - visible

As we walked along, taking photos, these familiar words came to mind ....

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold

I am sure the song is familiar Fields of Gold

Thanks for stopping by, have a good week
Dee ~♥~