Looking at the mess in the tatami room, I told myself to get out of the house, no matter the familiarity with a ship in a storm.
So, I practically pulled hubby and go up north. Not to far but it was a good rest for my head and eyes.
We reached a field of winter sunflower. That's me in my peachy cap hiding in between the flowers.
I think they grow the flowers for the seed, maybe to make cooking oil or to sell as bird's food.