Poppies in Barley

32 years ago today we got married.  We celebrated by returning to the venue of our reception, The Oakley Arms, near Brewood for a lovely lunch in equally nice weather.

Then, and I acknowledge the gift I was given, we went our separate ways and I had a round of golf.  On the way back, I stopped to visit some ornamental poppies that are grown nearby.  Unfortunately, I was about a week too late and the petals had fallen.  Luckily, on the opposite side of the track was a field of barley with some poppies just making an appearance amongst the plants.