How was your Christmas? 🌾🎄 ——————————————
Let me begin by wishing all who celebrate a very merry, very belated Christmas! Apologies for the similarly late post, I was busy drinking eggnog to forget—I mean, spending time with family and enjoying a holiday of cheer. This wheat, however, might be the most poignant present of all. Covered under a light blanket of snow, this frigid field is perfectly apt to enjoy at during the gift-giving season. This wheat appears under an icy blue sky, heavily weighed upon by a dusting of powder—its outline and trademark shape barely visible amongst the flurry that has settled upon it. Equally snowy is the tree to its right, dark in color, bold against the vivid white of this winter wonderland. Its branches are curvaceous and intricate, conjuring up images of reindeer horns (shameless shoutout to my prior post) or the fractal shapes appearing on every delicate snowflake falling gracefully from the skies above. Most crucial to this scene, however, is the dense hay bale sitting proud in the center of this image. Harvested grain is tightly bound into this spiral of surprise, creating a bundle of dense wheat lying rotund and magnificent in the center of this scene. Like an oversized present simply waiting to be torn into and unwrapped, this wheat harbors mystery and fortune untold within the bounds of its cylindrical figure. I would advise against picking up this bushel and shaking it to figure out what could be inside—if that would even be possible—for it’s quite wonderfully weighty. I rate this wintry wheat a 9.6/10.