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Photo-a-Day  (Wednesday, 15th August, 2018)

Summer time

Summer time
New Springs.

Photo: Ron Dawber  (Canon PowerShot)
Views: 2,858

Comment by: Veronica on 15th August 2018 at 00:06

That field is like a cloth of gold - I don't want Summer to end ....it has been glorious!

Comment by: DTease on 15th August 2018 at 00:43

That’s a good picture Ron, I really like that one. Making hay while the sun shines.

Comment by: Alan lad on 15th August 2018 at 05:21

A belter ,a chair a flask and some Jam butties and I could spend a few hours watching them harvesting the crop there .

Comment by: Maureen on 15th August 2018 at 06:58

What a beautiful golden shot to greet anybody in the morning..it's another sight for sore eyes...it's just lovely,thanks Ron.

Comment by: Philip G. on 15th August 2018 at 07:15

I also like how the blast of golden yellow 'cuts a swathe' through the foreground greenery.

Comment by: Mick on 15th August 2018 at 07:40

A bit to much squashed up if you ask me, the tractor and baler are hiding another trailer with some bales on it.

And that rusty post is making my eyes sore.

Comment by: Poet on 15th August 2018 at 07:57


Since man laid down his hunting spear,
Johns been chopped down by his ears,
And executed 'til he's dead
But resurrected in our bread.

We sup to martyred John with cheer,
He's alive in all our foaming beer,
In every pint he is reborn,
Let's drink to old John Barleycorn.

Comment by: Fred Mason on 15th August 2018 at 08:19

A real summery shot, Ron. Very pleasant. I hope the farmers have got a bumper crop this year.

Comment by: Anne on 15th August 2018 at 08:31

Wonder what the crop was and when it was sown? There is no sign of the crop behind me being harvested yet as it was a late sowing because of the long wet winter.

Comment by: DTease on 15th August 2018 at 08:43

Doesn’t the “Wutchy” look magnificent now? Everyone laughed when they first planted trees there. Nothing had grown on that mountain of waste for many years and no one believed that anything would. How wrong we all were.

Comment by: Pat McC on 15th August 2018 at 08:49

A beautiful ‘rustic’ scene and the rusty post fits in beautifully. A truly lovely photograph which reminds me of when I was a child in the 1950s and we used to sit on the back of the tractor and when our mums brought out tea and sandwiches for the workers, we’d sit with them in the hedgerow and gobble up the food even though we were only playing and not actually helping with the haymaking!

With respect Mick, would a trip to Specsavers help to resolve your sore eyes?

Comment by: Ivor on 15th August 2018 at 08:51

Grow up Mick

Comment by: Pat on 15th August 2018 at 11:07

Gosh Mick, I am surprised that you didn’t look on that rusty post as an ideal place to rest your bile.

Great photo Ron.

Comment by: Susan on 15th August 2018 at 11:52

Ignore him,he's just jealous.lol

Comment by: Veronica on 15th August 2018 at 12:11

A rusty post awaiting a rusty bike!
I would have loved to see poppies growing there - especially for the centenary of the 1st WW ending.

Comment by: Poet on 15th August 2018 at 13:41

Seems Mick's suffering from rusty post traumatic stress disorder.

Comment by: Mick on 15th August 2018 at 14:38

Only thing Im suffering from is OTT comments from people who dont really look at the photo.
Im not knocking Owd Rons photo, before you start.
Just imagine if Constable Hay Wain had something poking out from behind it

Comment by: DTease on 15th August 2018 at 15:01

I wish I’d thought of that Poet. You do make me chuckle.

Comment by: Veronica on 15th August 2018 at 18:08

Do you mean Constable Hay Wain's truncheon MIck?

Comment by: Rosie G on 15th August 2018 at 19:49

Mick 'Mr.Sour Grapes' Happy when he's unhappy is at it again ! It's a beautiful scene and yes, the Wutchy does look miles better now.

Comment by: Linma on 15th August 2018 at 20:02

When we lived in Croston that's exactly what my youngest son and I used to do Alan, spent many an hour watching our neighbour bringing in the fruits of his labours.

Comment by: DTease on 15th August 2018 at 22:04

Now then Veronica, remember you're a Ladee.

Comment by: Veronica on 16th August 2018 at 08:24

I still am a 'laydee' Dtease. As you know the intrepid biker does tend to cause confusion by leaving out certain vital 'squiggles' in his sentences..( which he thinks doesn't matter!). In all innocence I thought there was a new Bobby on the beat going by the name of 'Constable Hay Wain'. Now if he had typed John Constable's painting "The Hay Wain" I would have known immediately what he meant! All the same it was quite amusing...!

Comment by: DTease on 16th August 2018 at 16:26

Constable Hay Wain was out on the job
Plodding his beat just to earn a few bob
When out in a field he observed a Hay Baler
Obscuring the view of farmer Bill’s Trailor
So Contable Wain without any compunction
Crosses the field and pulls out his truncheon
“tha must move that Baler an’ do it right quick”
“Cos tha spoiling the scene an’ ruining Mick’s pic”
But Mick still didn’t get it, he must have been cursed
‘Cos a fellow named Dawber nipped in and pictured it first.

Comment by: Veronica on 16th August 2018 at 19:33

It's fair to say Mick didn't half cause a stink,
Constable Hay-Wain aimed with his truncheon and caught him on th'head,
Handcuffed to his own bike and led to the clink,
He was told "Tha con stay all night and lie on that bed,
No cycling for thee 'till tha's calmed thiself down,
An' keep away from Aspull - it's Mister Dawber's stomping ground!"

Comment by: Poet on 17th August 2018 at 08:00

What next. Turner's micrometre- screw gauge?

Comment by: Veronica on 17th August 2018 at 13:56

My word! Have I had a few 'belly laughs' at Mick's remark concerning Constable Hay- Wain's 'protrusion' and the ensuing ditty's. They do say small things amuse small minds - well mine must be microscopic but it was worth it! I only wish I could have recorded myself laughing so you could have joined in. Thank you for the laughter and the lovely photo.

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