Wind in the barley

Really like the sea, isn't it?

I went out later this evening to catch the sunset (which was beautiful) and came back with this blip, taken half an hour or so before the sun disappeared.  It's very high up here - for Hampshire - but I was still astonished at what a buffeting the barley could survive totally undamaged.

And now I'm pretty bushed, so that's all from me here and I shall switch to the lovely job of riffling through journals :)

xx