Lammas is the first of the three harvests, with Autumn Equinox and Samhain (Halloween) to follow. For me, it always carries a bittersweet feeling, especially since my dad died just before Lammas three years ago. Summer is at its height with blazing heat, yet the leaves have already begun to fall. The turn towards Autumn has undoubtedly begun.
Our journey begins as we drive through farmlands and cornfields, leaving the city and suburbs far behind.
More photos after the jump.
Corn is ripening yet not ready for harvest . . .