There's the occasional white elevator poking out, and the blue, cloud streaked skies over and above, but the ground is green--just green.
This year is different. I don't know if it's due to the drought last year, or if there was a great sale at the local COOP, but this year's green has occasional interruptions of blazing yellow canola.
I'll be driving along, resting my eyes on the green with a merry sigh that it actually has been raining when boom--there's a yellow field.
And if you have any farmer friends, they might let you stand at the edge of the field and soak it all in.
I hope it harvests well. Because if it does, we might be seeing it for a long time.
Welcome to Western Oklahoma, Canola.
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Love that you got all the "kids" to pose for you.
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