A solitary ghost, drawn as a simple draped ivory sheet with two small dark oval eyes, stands upright near the center of a wide autumn field. Tall, windswept golden grass fills the foreground, and soft hills sit along a distant horizon in the haze.

The light is a diffused golden-hour glow, and the pale figure seems to hold a quiet inner light against the warm field. Loose, textured strokes in the grass contrast with smoother, blended passages in the sky and hills, all over visible canvas grain. The mood is gentle and whimsical, with a touch of melancholy and a faintly eerie hush.