I've admired your hops field collection for quite a while. They remind me of sheet music. It's a feast of geometry and rhythm for the eyes. Lines run in all directions but there is no chaos, they are all perfectly balanced. The arrangement of the poles in their offset rows plays visual tricks to make us wonder about the dimensionality of the scene. Are the poles receding, or are they set in matching triangles of soil? Are they embedded in the ground or suspended from the sheet music? For me the slanted pole whose bottom and top are not in the frame are the reality anchor that keeps me from getting lost in there.
And oh yes the colors are great.
I love this image.

