We were back on Ivinghoe Beacon again a few days ago and as I promised you in ‘At the Third Visit’ I photographed a field for what is now the fourth time. This time it was nearly golden (as I had hoped) – but not completely ripe for harvest. But by the time we get an opportunity to visit it again I suspect it will be after harvest time. I also had a chance to identify the crop – wheat.
If you view ‘At the Third Visit’ (click the link above) then you can track back through the previous visits. I realize that previously I haven’t shown you a wider view so that you can see how this one smallish field fits into the overall landscape. So, I’m putting that omission right by showing you a wider view below. This looks roughly West towards a town called Tring. I’ll be back there again, maybe in winter.
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Wonderful image, Andy, wonderful Minimalism, I like this very much! Any thoughts about a mono version – it would lose that wonderful curve of subtle green for sure but, still … Very good stuff, my friend! Adrian
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Thank you Adrian. I hadn’t thought about a mono version, I confess. But…..I now have a mono version and it’s worked out better that I would have thought. I will post it tomorrow and credit you with the idea.
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It’s interesting to see how the change of season affects a scene like this. These photos would look very nice displayed together but the winter shot would be important.
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It’s been an interesting experiment, but I don’t need too many excuses to visit this hill. I will try hard this winter to get there…if we have snow. Thanks Ken, as always.
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Love that second shot, although both are quite lovely. It’s always a fun experience as we watch nature take it’s course and show the resulting colors over time. Nice work, Andy!
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Thanks Jimi. The changing of the seasons is always worth recording. This summer seems to have flown by – it’s only three months since we watched the blossom come out and now the fields are being harvested. It’s going to be a ling nine months until we repeat the process.
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Beautiful Andy. I love the vastness.
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Thanks Edith. There is the vastness of low-lying space in several directions from here. The hill sticks out like a promontory. Standing on a hill is one of my favourite experiences. I’m off shortly to find some taller ones.
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Nicely done, Andy! Great lines.
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Thanks very much Eden.
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I love your photographs of this field. Hope you go back many more times.
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It’s been an enjoyable experience – going back and seeing what is happening in that one field. It’s the closest thing to a ‘proper’ hill anywhere near me, and I love going back there for a walk. Glad you’ve enjoyed this series, Linda. Thank you.
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Another great shot of this field Andy – I love the lines, be good to see them all in one gallery 🙂
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Thanks Lisa. I think if I manage to get the winter shot, then I will post the series in one Post for everyone.
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The color is glorious. Wheat is my favorite ripened crop, not only for the color, but also for its sensitivity to wind. The ripples and whorls are marvelous.
I’m so fond of that first photo. It reminds me of northern California hills in autumn, when the grasses turn gold, and out toward the Sacramento Delta there often are only a few trees. They’re like punctuation marks — knowing how to place them in a photo’s as important as getting them right in a sentence!
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I would have liked to have seen this field fully golden, but our visit was dictated by other events. I will go back in a couple of weeks, but I will be surprised if the crop hasn’t been harvested by then. Later today I’m hoping to get out to a field of Barley. That looks stunning when the wind blows because of all the fine wispy hairs on the crop. Thanks very much for commenting, Linda
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I’ve just had a catch up with your field series Andy ! The Beacon there is a great view point for a shot like this . Lovely rhythm to the images.. can’t help but follow those lines up and down with one’s eyes . The wheat fields everywhere just seem to be bursting with goldenness at the moment it seems.
It’s great project .Something I have to say I’ve toyed with myself, along with much else it seems … there’s a big old tree in a field nearby which *tugs and pulls me every time I drive pass 🙂
Wishing you a breezy day for Barley rippling 🙂
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Thanks Poppy. It’s just one field among many but it’s that remnant of a fence line that always grabs my attention. Take that away and the magic is lost. I do so hope that the farmer doesn’t decide to rip it out and make one big field. Big old trees can make interesting year-round studies too – go for it!
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Really liking how you are capturing the scene over time Andy. Love the minimalistic feel to it and the lines.
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Yes, it is a minimalist scene and I’ve enjoyed watching this change through the seasons. I’m already wondering what might appear there next year as the farmer rotates the crops. Thanks for your comment, Len
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