They looked huge from the bedroom window, but not so much in real life.
I must admit when I first thought ‘Giant Haystacks’ my old brain immediately conjured up an image of the 70s/80s British wrestler. It’s what happens when I’m in the house all alone all day (Dirk and Rosie are at Chatsworth House Country Fair today with the Greyhound Trust).
A lovely rural shot, with the harvest well underway! I too remember Giant Haystacks, my dad used to be an avid watcher of the wrestling on Saturday afternoons.
I seem to remember they were quite entertaining…
Great photo! Very thought provoking
Lovely rural scene.
Ian