On a summer evening, I visited a small sunflower field with my daughter. As she leans in as if to kiss the sunflowers, I captured a quiet moment on her face—caught between childhood and girlhood, in the fading light between day and night. This in-between hour passes almost unnoticed, like time quietly slipping away. I wonder what thoughts passed through her mind in that evening light. A memory to be carried long after summer fades.