Mustard flower

The dew point of the dawn then covered the body of the yellow flower. As the sun rises, dew drops glisten like pearls. Yellow mustard flowers fill the field in the morning sun. Only yellow and yellow as far as the eye can see. Like a fire in the green field! Slowly the afternoon rolled in the afternoon. In the ‘Kanyasundara’ light of the afternoon, the form of yellow flowers seems to open a little more. The tip of the flower swayed in the sweet breeze. Shishir's team started coming back. Frozen and swollen.