Fields of Gold

I wish I had a picture to show you of these amazing fields of golden flowers that I saw on my way back from London the other day. Literally, as far as the eye could see there were rolling fields planted with these saffron colored yellow flowers- it was amazing! and made me think of the Sting Song "Fields of Gold"


You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Among the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold

So she took her love for to gaze awhile
Among the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold