Poppies

While i was taking this an old man from the village near where i live (i privately call him Santa Claus, he looks like him!). He came up to me in the feild and asked me what i was doing. I showed him my photos, and i told him what editing i planned to do. He told me he was a painter, and he walked along that road (the road that leads to the road that leads to my house ) every day to get ideas, and that i'd given him an idea. I could see myself in his sunglasses. He picked a poppy before he left.

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