It was during that week in June in the Midwest when almost overnight the goldenrod and daisies miraculously overrun the fields. The fragrance and beauty only last for a few days. But during that window of time, you can come upon a field in bloom and as far as the eye can see, there is an ocean of yellows and whites. Soon after disappearing as quickly as they came under the hot July heat. But during that one week, I am transported into the land of Oz, surrounded by endless fields of gold.