Spectacle in the Cornfield

When travelling, you sometimes end up in places that turn out to be dreamlike. My planned sleeping spot in a cornfield turns into a light show in the evening while I cook. At night, it becomes a sound show thanks to rutting deer, which then trot criss-cross through the corn, creating a considerable rustling noise. And when I set off in the morning, it becomes a spectacle, because the sky is ablaze with fire-red colours. | Bugaria