One of the things I love most about living in the countryside is that you can see the seasons changing, almost moment by moment, everywhere around you.
This field was crammed full of wheat when I walked through it a couple of weeks ago.
On Sunday, there was not a grain in sight: it had all been harvested.
August 1st, although called by different names according to different traditions and cultures, is known to myself and many others here in England as Lammas. This comes from the phrase 'loaf mass' in reference to the first wheat harvest. By baking and breaking bread, on this day we celebrate the success of the crops.
This year I celebrated Lammas day with a family feast and a long walk, enjoying the blessings of the land, the sun and the food they provide.
I hope you all enjoyed yours.