Wheat Field |
I went to my folks grave today, just to make sure everything was in order. I was hoping to see the usual yellow flowers of the rapeseed plants, but instead I was greeted by a field of wheat. Farmers tend to alternate their crops, and I am used to seeing this on the farm at work. It means I shall have to get my rapeseed photo elsewhere. It's a great comfort that Mum and Dad are at rest in such a beautiful location barely a mile from where they lived in Maidenhead.
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