The photography nut who is not traveling alone must use this ploy sparingly, but Ralph is a generous companion when we’re not on a tight schedule. I spotted this scene on our approach to the town of Stratford, Ontario where we go each summer to see plays. We’re always anxious at that point to get to the place we’ll be staying and then be off to our first play, so I had to make a mental note to be on the lookout for the same place on the way out of town later in the week. Then it was just a matter of climbing down the bank at the side of the road to be closer to the rows of sunflowers. What I liked about this farm was the uncluttered look of the barn as a backdrop. One of my dreams in life is to see a field of sunflowers stretching off into the distance the way we see them in postcards of France. All that will require is that I be in a certain area of France at the right time of year on a nice day traveling in a car with a driver who will accommodate me whenever I implore him to stop the car. At least I know I can accomplish that last part if only the planets will align for the rest of the dream.