A quiet place to sit and observe the natural rhythms of God's creation and chart the wonder of the plants that sustain us.
Right now, the field of sunflowers on the top of the hill are starting to droop a little under a growing load that will turn the sunny faces into black plates of seed.
There's something inspiring in looking across an ocean of flowers stretched out as a carpet.
Look closer and each individual flower shows it's personality as it seeks to follow the sun across the heavens.
It's maybe the first large sea of sunshine I've seen since working in South Dakota in the late 1980s.
Sunflowers are grown there for the oil that comes from the seeds and the seeds themselves which are popular and healthy snacks.
One story assignment I was given was on the sunflower crop and predictions for the fall harvest.
I hit the road looking for fields and hoping to find a combine taking the heads off the plants. I found a field and a farmer willing to take me in the combine's cab with my camera gear (a lot more than what is used now) and he started dashing across the field.
Since the flower sits high above the ground, four to five feet, the combine blades are raised off the ground and the tractors can move rapidly from one end to another to put the seeds in the bin.
It will be a few months before there will be seeds ready for harvest - right now they are just beautiful.
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