Sunday, August 29, 2010

August Fields

August fields... golden toned crops ripening for the harvest.  I grew up in the country in Ontario, and a number of my friends' lived on farms nearby.  You always knew the summer was coming to an end when my friend's parents started harvesting the grain fields... rather sad but exciting at the same time.

We would walk out to the fields at lunch time, taking food to the men who were threshing the grain.  The leftover stalk is called straw which is baled and stored in the barn to use for bedding in the animal stalls. Sometimes, if we were lucky, we would be allowed to sit on the tractor seat and pretend we were driving, but most of the time we rode on the wagon that was bringing in the straw bales after the grain was harvested.

Back then the bales were the smaller rectangle shapes, not the huge round monster bales you see in the fields today.
I feel very lucky to have grown up in the country... life was very peaceful... close to nature.

10x10 oil on canvas.


Kelley Sanford said...

you certainly have conveyed that very peaceful, lovely countryside. Nicely done, Kim

Kim said...

Love this rich landscape Kim - it's powerful!

Dusty Pines said...

i really like the glow of the sun on the field being reflected back into the clouds - wonderful sense of the season! i grew up in farm country too - very lucky!

Mary Anne Cary said...

Nice sky, love the country feeling. I know that nostalgia at the end of the summer! I hate to see it go!

Gwen Bell said...

Love those fluffy clouds. You paint every subject superbly!