Poppies

I can't believe I didn't get round to putting the poppy photos on my blog. 

Late April, at Ille River which is about one hours drive from town, a group of us went for a barbecue by the river and a gawp at the millions and millions of flowers.

When I flew back into town from London in May, the steppe was still smeared with red from the fields of poppies still in bloom. It really looked amazing, like some Mars dust had been sprinkled from above.