Everywhere around you are golden stands of grain, ripe for the harvest, glowing in the sun, and scenting the winds with hints of grass and soil. These fields are truly a sight to behold, and the labors ahead of you seem lessened by their glory.
Everywhere around you are golden stands of grain, ripe for the harvest, glowing in the sun, and scenting the winds with hints of grass and soil. These fields are truly a sight to behold, and the labors ahead of you seem lessened by their glory.