Poppies

Poppies

A bouquet is only a small part of the summer fields of
Ukraine. There is no way to discern individual flowers, I
remember how in childhood there was a breath of breath
from the infinity of a red veil with yellow dots. Everything
bloomed with bright colours, fragrant to dizziness and
awakened all the senses. Just like in an orchestra or at a
show, for example. A lot of people are united by a deed,
each one is not visible individually, but the result of joint
work both delights and pleases and inspires.

Nature