Well here it is – all set to spin into gold. So now you know. Rumpelstiltskin surely had barley straw.
But before the spinning – this was the barley crop three mornings ago:
Then in the afternoon, in the baking heat, this happened:
And the dust flew:
And now we have this:
And I can hurdle across the field to the allotment, leaping limping over the straw furrows which are half a metre tall, grabbing a few handfuls as I go – not for gold production unfortunately, but to add to the compost bins. There’s another bonus too. This early harvesting may mean we have the freedom of the field for much longer than we usually do – i.e. before it is ploughed for the next crop. I’m also looking forward to baling, if that’s what happens with barley straw. Lots more photo opportunities if the bales are left in the field long enough to take the camera out.