poppies

I love to photograph in my own neighbourhood.
Just biking around,the wind in my hair and my bag on my carrier.
No train-delay,caused by so called square wheels, cows on the rails or similar excuses.

Unfortunately exciting nature is sparse around here.
But with a little fantasy and lots of imagination, you can suddenly find yourself in some sort of paradise.

So here I was: happily crawling through a field of poppies and rapeseed.
A seemingly endless sea of flowers, damsels fluttering around my head….
It looked so pretty, it smelled so good, this endless nature…between a highway and the DIY 😉