Poppies

The clouds were opening up and I'd set out to get a characteristic dutch blip with windmill against a nice clouded sky. But on my way up there I noticed poppies and daisies in the field and enjoyed the spectacle. Fragile red and orange leafs flickering and flapping in the breeze and a nest of young birds wistling out loud above me from the circular hole in the treetrunk - just a moment of joy and void of pressure