Since mid August this field of oats has been standing ready to be cut, but the weather has been capricious. One day of sun, followed by one of rain - not enough drying time to allow the combine to start cutting. The field is right outside my father's house, and as a grain merchant (still doing some trading in his 80's) he's been keeping watch on its progress. At last this week there's been a spell of dry weather, and the combine worked through the night in the fields beside the River Spey.
I miss the harvest now, living in the city. Who needs TV when you can watch the grain change colour outside your door? Here's the same field in July.
Oats grow well in the cooler climate of upper Speyside. A whole lot of porridge in the fields.