These sunflower fields screamed out to us from afar. You can not miss them. You can’t just pass them by. You have to stop, take them in all its glory and bask in the yellow glow. You have to walk amongst them. Smell them. Touch them. Jump amongst them. Lie amongst them. Feel them. See them up close. Watch them sway in the wind. Like little human faces that call out to you. Mesmerized.
One of my absolute favourite thing in the world is a field of flowers, any flower. There’s something wild and free about a field of flowers, and I could watch them forever. Bright yellow canola fields that stretch on for miles into the horizon makes for one memorable country road drive. Definitely one of the best things I’ve seen in my life.
The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began
Now far ahead the Road has gone
And I must follow if I can
Pursuing it with eager feet
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet
And wither then? I cannot say
(taken last December in Tidbinbilla Nature Reserve)