A weathered farmer in a golden wheat field at sunset, gazing out over his land. He’s in his 70s, with deep lines on his face and a straw hat perched low over his eyes. Dressed in worn jeans and a plaid shirt, he leans against an old wooden fence. His expression is one of quiet pride and satisfaction. The warm sunset light bathes the field, casting a golden glow over the swaying wheat, evoking a sense of legacy and connection to the earth.