Standing in the middle of the rape flowers, I never felt freer, sharing the wide open space with the bees and butterflies that roam freely. Like tiny drops of gold that littered the field, it brightens everyone up with a smile. High up in the mountains, the air was fresher than anything I ever experienced. The wonderful scent of fresh flowers that filled the air stole my heart.
The rape flowers were in full bloom also heralding the season of the cherry blossoms. Many would say that it is a beautiful sight when they bloom, but in my perception they look just as beautiful when budding. A horse ride would have been pleasant, I watched as they slowly trotted through the fields getting in touch with Mother Nature. Sometimes, I think to myself what are animals thinking, do you?