What suprised me most was the sudden change of colour. Before I reached the edge of the field it was a rectangle of pale yellow, shining in the hazy sun. After I crossed the road, squeezed beside the bus shelter and the hedge, it had changed.
Now there were rows of green grass in between rows of yellow – yellow that now looked dirty, drab. The green looked new, fresh even but that could have just been my surprise. I took a few photos as the combine swung around to do another row and then got the recorder out.
The recording starts as the combine makes it’s way to the end of the field then returns up to the top where I was standing. You get to hear the traffic as it travels along the road behind me then as the combine returns, I turn around and capture the tractor and trailer coming back to collect the harvested grain.