A big jerk of the car made Aurora wake up and look outside the window. She was transfixed by the pallette of colours outside. The steps on the fields looked like giant waves of plants ready to absorb all the goodness of the sunlight. The mundane little huts popping up here and there brought the contrast to the waves, like little mushrooms growing out from cosy corners. Her eyes breathed in the hues the scene in front of her had to offer.