Timing!

Strangely it was only yesterday when me and my man were wondering and pondering on what was going on with this ear field which old farmer barleymow (in place of his name, which we do not know) seemed to have forgotten.

Low and behold he popped over for a quick plough and seed - Bobs your uncle now all we have to do is wait and see what he's planted this year. Be good if it were maize, that was fun to walk through - but I think it'll be too late in the year.