In june I took a photo of a beautiful spot just near the farm, the green wheat, the hills the old oak trees looking small within the open landscape.
Everything was deep green and the sunlight was not too strong.
Now harvest time has come and wheat has been collected, the colours have changed and small patches of light beige (other fields where cereals used to grow) create deeper contrasts. It's a sort of different beauty.
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