Dunes: Raising Wheat

Done in distinct depths, the work was begun with a haze redden wash in the sky, swirling within and upon itself well off into the distance.

Placed toward us, the 'golden wheat field' undulate into waves as the storm’s winds advance.

The purple whips, closer still to us, in soft rotating dances within the placating breeze while the,

Emmer wheat stalks are directly onto us, as if we are sitting at their height and just in behind them, watching natures' reaction to the event.