Walking the field paths this morning.

It was a perfect morning to be out early and walk the field paths.
We didn’t see hardly a soul.
The paths walked by so many more people during Lockdown last year, just recently have seen a lot less footfall.
It is evident in the waving grass brushing against our ankles and in some places waist high.
Love being out there under the summer sky, sun warm on my face.
meadow grasses rippling in the breeze.
On to another field path where we were walking with fields of waving golden barley nodding their heads alongside as we wandered along.
Place to unwind and relax.
Big night ahead!