Standing in a Kansas wheat field.
A fence of wheat on the left.
A fence of wheat on the right.
A fence of wheat ahead.
A fence of wheat behind.
Fences of wheat surround me.
I raised my arms from my side outstretching like an Eagle to fly above my wheat fence.
As a retiree travel blogger touring the US, voicing my wisdom, opinion, and thoughts about the retirement lifestyle and life in general. I'm an aspiring pre-published indie author of baby boomer romance and adventures with a whimsical comedic side. I photograph wildlife and landscapes, mountain, biking, kayaking, hiking, and backpacking. I travel the back roads and highways of America, Canada, and Mexico, documenting my adventures via print and photography.
Too cute!!! I remember seeing a field of wheat waving and was completely amazed by its beauty!! I almost stretched out my arms too!! Love it!! Thank you for sharing, denise
I’m looking forward traveling through the midwest in several weeks and I look forward to capturing photographs of wheat fields stretching to the horizons. 🙂
Lovely pic. I traveled Kansas before. It is pretty.
I’m looking forward to my travels through the plains states in the coming weeks and capturing photos of wheat covering the horizons.
I’m in Arkansas. Plenty of harvest, crops, pretty trees. I look forward to following your journey.
A world of wheat…love your poem.