Surrounded as our English village is by agricultural land on all sides, it’s easy to note the passing of the seasons. The cycle of arable crops; the growing, mowing and cutting of the hedgerows and verges; and the arrival of lambs and the demise of turkeys marks time for us on every drive or walk. 

Like most things that become familiar over the years, we take this marking of time for granted; but with much of this land slated for residential development in the next few years, I’ve come to realise how much I will miss it when it’s gone. 

So when we arrived home from our summer holidays this year to see that the wheat had been harvested and the wildflowers on the verges had been bleached to parchment by the sun, I decided that it was high time that I started to record what I have taken for granted for so long. 

The following photographs are a selection of the images that I have captured over the last 3 months – recording the seasonal shift from early September – when the fields were stubble, and the hedgerows becoming heavy with fruit – until the end of November, with cold starts and long shadows. I hope you enjoy looking at them as much as I have enjoyed taking them; and stay tuned for the next installment!

Potato harvest

Sugar beet harvest. 

Helen