{"id":610,"date":"2008-07-06T04:27:37","date_gmt":"2008-07-06T11:27:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/janewheeler.co.uk\/blog\/2008\/07\/06\/ripening-barley\/"},"modified":"2008-07-06T04:27:37","modified_gmt":"2008-07-06T11:27:37","slug":"ripening-barley","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/janewheeler.co.uk\/blog\/blog\/2008\/07\/06\/ripening-barley\/","title":{"rendered":"ripening barley"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/janewheeler.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/07\/ashtreesatthepond.jpg?ssl=1\" alt=\"ashtreesatthepond.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>somewhat idyllic view a hundred yards or so from my house. we lost one of these ash trees by the pond last year &#8211; now there are only three.<\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/janewheeler.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/07\/pond.jpg?ssl=1\" alt=\"pond.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>this year it has been quite a dry summer and the pond has shrunk. here in North Norfolk we are in a rain shadow.<\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/janewheeler.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/07\/barleycloseup.jpg?ssl=1\" alt=\"barleycloseup.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>the barley is ripening and turning that beautiful blonde colour.\u00a0 one early evening last week I saw a roe doe lying with her ears just sticking up above the crop in a field of barley in Gunthorpe. as I walked past the grey ears and the forehead swivelled to keep me in her radar, but she must have thought herself well hidden as long as she couldn&#8217;t see me.<\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/janewheeler.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/07\/barleyfield.jpg?ssl=1\" alt=\"barleyfield.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>further up the lane the hedgerow lime tree flowers have opened up from little green balls into bunches of stamens, insect heaven among the pale green chandeliers.<\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/janewheeler.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/07\/lime-flower.jpg?ssl=1\" alt=\"lime-flower.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>the trees have put on a spurt of growth and there are new leaves at the end of\u00a0 every twig. I wonder if there is an increase in branch and trunk length at the same time.<\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/janewheeler.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/07\/limeflowers2.jpg?ssl=1\" alt=\"limeflowers2.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>hogweed dominates the roadside banks, towering over the rest with its intricately structured umbrellas of flower, each a little different.<\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/janewheeler.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/07\/hogweed.jpg?ssl=1\" alt=\"hogweed.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>my eye is drawn to each new stalk and pattern as I walk past. but my eye is more selective than the camera, and they fade into the background.<\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/janewheeler.co.uk\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/07\/hedgerow.jpg?ssl=1\" alt=\"hedgerow.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>the last few weeks have been taken up with knitwear design and so I am only just getting back into the pottery studio. I have to make some pieces for my friend Gas Kimishima&#8217;s anagama kiln, for an eight day firing during the last week of July, and I want them to be really special, but the knitting keeps stealing my attention, and I am not coming up with anything worthwhile just yet. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>somewhat idyllic view a hundred yards or so from my house. we lost one of these ash trees by the pond last year &#8211; now there are only three. this year it has been quite a dry summer and the pond has shrunk. here in North Norfolk we are in a rain shadow. the barley [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1,4,6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-610","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-general","category-pots","category-walks"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4GKTU-9Q","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/janewheeler.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/610","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/janewheeler.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/janewheeler.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/janewheeler.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/janewheeler.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=610"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/janewheeler.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/610\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/janewheeler.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=610"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/janewheeler.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=610"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/janewheeler.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=610"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}