One evening last week, Gep loaded up his camera equipment, Kat put on her model face and we drove off into the sunset, looking for that place that said “here I am, the perfect spot for taking pictures”. It was not long before that place appeared, a wheat field glowing gold in the evening sun, soft shadows playing across its surface.
Kat wandered into the field, waiting while Gep set up, playing with the wheat fronds.
I took pictures – there were a lot of ladybugs protecting the grain from small predators. I thought about how long it had been since I had been in a field of wheat, way back in those days of childhood and realized this was probably the first time my kids had played in a field of grain.
Way back behind the field there was a hill, on top of which sat a scraggly tree, on top of which sat a hawk, watching, waiting patiently for dinner to appear.
Gep was ready and needed a remote flash holder person, so I turned my camera off and did my duty.