Seeds carried in baskets are sown throughout the fields. Leaves sprout and stalks emerge. Days pass as ears of corn form and grow. Green is the time for harvesting sweet and milky maize, eaten raw around an open fire. Gold is the time for harvesting maize full of starch for syrups, puddings, and breads. Brown is the time for drying maize to keep over the long winter months. As the plant's life ends the stalks are hollowed out as containers, the husks weaved into baskets, and the cobs used as fuel to burn. In the next season the cycle begins anew as seeds carried in baskets are sown again.
All things in their due course move towards inevitable entropy. Things begin, change, and end, but in that end all broken and discarded things can find ways to begin anew again.