Fields of Barley

A busy day with a trip to Dundee, a group photo with business colleagues for first time in ages, coffee and laughs with my mum and my daughter and then a big traffic jam on the way home.

The perfect antidote to that was taking the dog for a late evening walk along the side of a barley field. Not done that in a long time. Made me think of the song by Sting ‘Fields of gold’:

‘You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold’

Roll on the weekend, sure it will be wonderful!