So saying, and commending himself with all his heart to his lady Dulcinea, imploring her to support him in such a peril, with lance in rest and covered by his buckler, he charged at Rocinante's fullest gallop and fell upon the first...
~cervantes - El ingenioso hidalgo don Quijote de la Mancha.
a little before sunrise yesterday morning. it's amazingly green from all the rain they've been receiving... the winds started early and roared across the prairie later this day. it was somewhere around 30-40 mph which made for a nice softness in the wheat field.