Night time harvest

The combine harvester was like a growly bear sliding through the barley field in the night with its front floodlight .
The owls shrieked when the field returned to its darkness.
This morning, as I walked through the wood, it was beautiful to see the late summer sun on the half cut field and the cloud of flying rooks ; black , fluttering raglike over the barley . Rich pickings .

It has been a good day and tonight we went to The Tower to see Victoria and Abdul . I enjoyed it :)