When driving the country highways, the sight of canola fields on the horizon is such a treat for me. Seeing not only the brilliant yellow, but a rustic old home still standing in the middle of it, had me turning back and driving down the dirt road to pick up these photos.
I wasn't going to step into the long grasses to the fence line; there had been recent rains under that pile, plus too, it's snake-time! See the house? It's near the centre of the canola field.
Imagine if it were still stable and live-able, and looking out your window to a sea of yellow flowers