Sunday’s bike ride brought me past this not yet harvested winter wheat. The vetch and chicory flowers screamed to be documented and I obeyed. i like it. The small cleft in the distant tree line is where an oil pipeline passes under the field and beyond. There was a sign near the road that said so. My guess is it’s a natural gas line. 12″ x 9″ using pencil, gouache and Daniel Smith watercolors on Arches paper.