lördag 3 september 2011

Fields of gold

Less than a month ago the fields outside my window where flaunting in the sunny wind and I wanted my hair to grow long again so that i could intertwine the barley in a long braid. Last week it was time for the yearly shearing and all that's left is a stubby field where the geese stop over on their journey to warmer climate.

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