Deja-vu?

I felt as if I had seen this scene on a canvas somewhere before. A field of wild poppies stretching as far as the eye could see, (so bright that I have had to reduce the saturation levels a touch), and a derelict cottage nestled between two bushes in white bloom.

Southern Normandy is a mass of small tracks, perfect for cycling. The main issue was how late we could leave it to buy food. The extra shows what greeted us in a village towards the end of the day where we had felt sure we would be able to buy provisions for our tea. Luckily, there was also a shop which was still open.