Driving Past Fields

I'm currently working on an interactive project for an educational foundation. It involves a lot of flash and art concerning farming and science. Anyway, I drove down to south county yesterday with the fellow who's doing the art for the project. We had to take some photos at a vineyard. The fields stretch forever on either side of the road, miles and miles of lettuce, cauliflower, celery, artichokes, ragged rows of wine-grape vines hiding the promise that will be harvested in September. Every shade of green imaginable, with the hills beyond blasted into gold by the summer sun.

As you drive, the rows flash by like long, impossibly straight legs running.