Inhibitions.

Since childhood, I've been inhibited by the value or importance of of artistic materials. I have kept tubes of oil paint intact for years for fear of wasting them and expensive watercolour paper unused.
At school, our maths teacher explained that during the 2° word war, paper was so precious that people used to write on the back of envelopes. Give me pencil and a piece of worthless squared paper and I'm OK, but anything better than that and I have tremendous difficulty.
Now the joy of digital photography which I am fairly new to. The first effect was being able to take thousands of shots without a sense of guilt and suddenly something snapped and today's blip is the result. I can actually do whatever I want without feeling guilty.
This may seem pathetic to most of you, but to me it is a breakthrough.

The blip itself is of faded borage. Behind is a field of wheat which is more than ready for reaping now. The field belongs to a neighbour across the narrow road who ripped up his vineyard, kept it unused for 4 yrs and then planted winter wheat. Sadly, it got hit by very bad weather which included terrential rain and hail so it wasn't a great success, I fear.