Driving along the Curry's Post Road I spotted a field of fresh hay bales - a sure sign of the oncoming change of season. I turned the car around and entered a small side road to park. A popular subject for photographers (go figure!) I decided it would be a worthwhile challenge to see if I could come up with a new (and different) angle on these objects. Climbing over the first of a series of barbed wire fences (not a great deterrent other than for wind-blown plastic bags) I'd learned to navigate my way over or between the strands of these at about the age of four and I found myself in a field with three distant donkeys.
Now I don't know a lot about the reputation of these beasts of burden for friendliness, but knowing that they are popularly a traditional children's ride at seaside resorts I decided they would not be too ferocious and that I'd easily get past them to reach my less animate targets. I stood perfectly still for a minute and having sized me up, they started to approach their unexpected visitor. Snap!
It turned out they were indeed very tame and friendly, eventually surrounding me, with their occasionally flicking ears challenging the buzzing country insects to try to land on them. I nuzzled their muzzles, realised that it's not just the country folk around here who are so approachable, and went back in the direction of my waiting car. Gotta love country life.
And that's the story behind this picture of a field of hay bales. Different angle eh?
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