It’s a true summer’s day – blue sky above with white patchy clouds, and the sun is beating down with its warmth. We are driving along some county roads in northern Wisconsin. We’ve passed fields of green soybeans and acres of corn, all thriving in spite of the late planting season and the copious amounts of rain this year. But up ahead is a bright and welcome sight — at an intersection there is a sea of yellow on one side of the road. It stretches off to the trees in the distance, and it is a glorious field of sunflowers. Faces to the east, backlit by the sun, the large blossoms are nodding in the wind. To me this is the epitome of summer, and I’ll soak it in to remember during the not-so-summery days that lie ahead.