Millions of poppies bloom here in Turkey every spring but I think they look their best against the greys and greens of antiquity and nature dancing to the waltz of time. I was up at Kayakoy yesterday and was stunned as usual by the profusion of colours. Despite the many roadside verges that have been bulldozed away, it makes me so happy that wild flower meadows are still a normal part of the scenery around here. Let us hope that it lasts!
Poppies at kayakoy
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