I took a walk across the fields tonight. In the golden hour, although I was a little late getting out so missed it slightly. Happiness is when walking across the fields. The quiet, the closeness to nature, the evening light. The corn is ready to be harvested and there is a mellowness in the air, the feeling that summer is over and now is the time for the earth to rest and contemplate.
Its not often I like photographs taken of me but I had to include this self portrait. This is me at my happiest, at one with nature.
I visited Flatford Mill recently in Suffolk and stood on the spot where John Constable painted The Haywain. Its changed a little since he was there but here is my photograph taken where he stood. Elements still remain, and of course it still looks as beautiful today as it was back then.