Honey on an hay bale.

It’s that time of year when farmers are gathering in their crops. The campsite as farmers fields surrounding 2 of its sides and they have been busy this past week or so. Darren saw the hay bales and decided without asking my consent to plonk me on top of one. The wider view shots didn’t turn out too well, but he liked this one of me looking in to the sky, I was watching one of those little James Bond copters fly over head, there is a private airfield a few miles away and they often fly about, as well as gliders.
Anyway that’s the story behind the photo :-)