I love to imagine sitting peacefully on the top of this gentle, rolling Iowa field. The warm, golden colors of the ready-to-harvest crop stand out vividly against the soft transparency of the light blue, wistful sky, inviting me to pause and take it all in.
I love to imagine sitting peacefully on the top of this gentle, rolling Iowa field. The warm, golden colors of the ready-to-harvest crop stand out vividly against the soft transparency of the light blue, wistful sky, inviting me to pause and take it all in.