Golden Coloured Sky

I pass this small farm every day on my way to work. The days when the owners sold fruit and vegetables to the public are long gone. They still grow corn, and I can see rows of flowers blooming behind the house. It is a bright spot among the typical "McMansions" close by. There are other properties with open land farther down the road, but they are thoroughbred farms (the horse is our state animal). I see the older couple that owns the farm go about their work sometimes and I wonder how long I will see this little golden gem. I watch the seasons blend from one to another each morning and afternoon in those brief moments. I look forward to see if there will be ducks on the tiny pond, how far along the corn has grown, and when they hang up a few decorated wreaths on the greenhouse walls in December. On late September afternoons, the sun setting in the west flashes across the dying corn stalks in a warm golden display. I stopped one day to photograph that moment, a memory to be.