Wherever a beautiful soul has been there is a trail of beautiful memories

- Ronald Regan

If you follow along - my last post with Bittie ---> Adventures with Bittie, you will understand my plight. I decided that we needed to try again, this time in a less muddy, perhaps neater space - the wheat field behind our house. The wheat is taller than the grass in our previous adventure, easier to lay on and the tunnel a bit wider. But most importantly the wheat field is the colour of Fall and that is my favorite color. It was also overcast, so the golden hues were warmer and richer - not that green and summer is bad per say, but Fall holds my heart.

This time Bittie decided that she would like her portrait taken and that being a brat would get in the way of that - and besides - who doesn't like their portrait taken in a field of gold?