Barley Fields

I've been to the hairdresser this morning and on the way home I stopped off at Barley Fields, a place we used to play as children.  The fields always seemed magical and the family who farmed there at the time used to let all the local children help to bring in the hay.  I can still remember the sweet smell of it  and the lovely long summer days.  

Thank you or the lovely comments and stars left yesterday, it's very kind.  One or two of you were concerned that I'd lost my complete catalogue yesterday, but it was only yesterday's download that I had the mishap with.  I have backups of everything and it was a particular set of circumstances yesterday that caused the problem for me.