Blue? I think that'll be linseed. Rape fields are ultra yello - and not the sort of thing you want to get caught in of a sunny morning crawing home from the pub after an all-nighter on a sunny morning, as happened to me once. Yellow blindness! Not good.

All agriculture these days is environmentally naff though; the English countryside is a fucked up factory driven by profit & subsidy & all character wiped away by creeping blandness with ballsed up barn conversions for the rich & villages of holiday homes where the locals have been priced out long ago.

That said - we're off to Norfolk next week for a nice bucolic retreat & some fun with the hares...