Oat Fields

The clouds were rolling in again as I cycled to work this morning, along the path next to the ripening oat fields. I like how this house is almost completely hidden in the little copse of trees. Feels like a story needs to be told.

I had a marathon day, from 9 am to 9 pm, getting the magazine completed, all the articles ready to go live on the web, and the newsletter sent out to all of our digital subscribers around the world. Sigh...  Good to have it all clear for the weekend now!