I could not resist this field with narrow winding path and waited 30 minutes for subjects and separation. I thought f2.8 would obscure the construction machinery, or I could photoshop away - but it is dissapointing. I could not abandon the music and association however.

"You'll remember me when the west wind moves, Upon the fields of barley. You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky, As we walk in the fields of gold......"

"See the west wind move like a lover so, Upon the fields of barley. Feel her body rise, when you kiss her mouth, Among the fields of gold.

I never made promises lightly, And there have been some that I've broken. But I swear in the days still left, We'll walk in the fields of gold. We'll walk in the fields of gold......"