A VISIT FROM THE ONION FAIRY
Have you ever thought about where onions come from? I'd always assumed they were a root crop, but something I saw in early November 2016 has led me to question my previous analysis. I now suspect that they may be delivered overnight by the onion fairy.
It's a very big field between where I live and Thouars, and on the way to Thouars (to get there before the shops shut) I wasn't sure what I was seeing. So I stopped on the way back, and there it was. They were definitely onions:
and there were thousands of them; or more likely, tens of thousands. It was surprisingly hard to get a picture that conveyed just how many there were, because of course they were often concealed by furrows and I was in the Peugeot, not the Land Rover where I could simply have stood on top and shot downwards. So I shot half a dozen pictures, and the two above probably tell the story best. There is, after all, a limit to the number of pictures that most people want to see (and that I want to shoot) of an onion field.
For photographers who are idly curious about what the failures looked like, I reproduce them below. How would you have photographed them? Bear in mind that I was shooting little more than a snapshot, so don't suggest cherry pickers, helicopters, etc.: the pictures just aren't that important. Equipment was a Nikon Df with 55/2.8 Micro-Nikkor. For those who don't want to see the failures (and I don't blame you):
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Possibly better angle; definitely worse exposure. Flare didn't help.
Fails to disclose the sheer scale of the field.
Dull sky; onions in horizontal furrows all but invisible.