The way the sky kissed this field today grabbed my the heart and gave 'er a long, luxurious squeeze.
I have friends with a vast volume of ag knowledge that would likely tell me the corn is diseased, or that those weeds are indicative of a crop with Fusarium, or maybe that it's obviously stunted.
I'll tell you the same thing I would tell them.
To me, it's beautiful.
That's what happens when you grow up in the desert, ya know.
Anything that grows becomes beautiful.
It's all about perspective.