Since late February, I've been enjoying this field just down the road from me every time I drive by it. Wheat is the first thing to green up after a long dreary Indiana winter, and reassures my winter-weary self that spring is indeed on the way.
I love watching wheat grow, slowly trading its green verdancy for statuesque golden waves, gently swaying in the breeze,...
...heads bowing with the weight of ancient life-sustaining grains of wheat ready for harvest.
Every day last week as I drove by, I told myself I needed to stop and take a photo of this field, because it would soon be harvested.
Last Friday morning I happened to have my camera in my car and a few extra minutes, so that's exactly what I did.
Friday afternoon as I drove back home, the farmers were just finishing piling the last bales of straw onto the wagon. I had grabbed my few photos just in the nick of time.
We may not have ocean waves to soothe our Hoosier souls, but we do have...