The trail disappeared

Dear Talepop, You're making me dizzy.

I can't see the trail anymore. The valley meadow is completely covered with drooping green grasses and tall billowy mustard plants. Once I turn the bend and head up the hill, the trail appears again for about two miles. But as soon as I get to the top, along the glorious ridge where the oak tree stands in the distance waiting for me to descend, you blanket yourself in grasses and mustard again. Your flowers are gone now and replaced with tall vibrant verdant green grasses that obscure the trail. "The hills are alive with the sound of music..." You are beautiful no matter what the season.