Poppies and cornflowers
We associate summer with the sea, hot sand and floating of waves. With long nights by the fire, with the soft whispers of the lake behind our backs. With mountain hiking, when a stuffed backpack seems less of a burden, because the views compensate our efforts.
But it is also a time of lazy mornings and afternoons in an idyllic setting. It is when meadows are full of colorful flowers, moved by a gentle wind. It is sun-burnt shoulders, a face sprinkled with freckles and the buzzing of insects that rings in the ears long after the makers of these sounds disappear from our view.
Redness of poppies interspersed with blue cornflowers brings to mind the fondest memories. Blades of grass tickling bare feet, stray ants climbing a calf and the scent of hot soil mixed with the scent of herbs and flowers, the quintessence of lazy summer moments.