A pleasant day, mostly spend at home.
Shopping for dinner.
A stop to take pictures of a field with sunflowers in the last stage of their life.
No more bright yellow anymore.
Green leaves turning brown.
Heads are hanging down.
They have lost the battle from the sun, who dried them out.
Once beautiful in bloom, young and optimistic.
Now they look like older ladies.
Still beautiful, but time has taken over.
It is Sunday.
Next week we are at home.