Perhaps the Faeries come to drink the raindrops that they hold.”
~Elizabeth T. Dillingham
I stumbled across this field of gold when I was out with my daughter. Luckily she was more than happy to plonk herself down in the middle of it and play model. The sun really was bright though and as a result she kept having to close her eyes because it was making them water and I was asking her not to squint. Despite that I think it works, she looks like she is lost in the joy of the moment, not how it looks but how it feels, warm, golden, soft, and this image captures that.