Day 38: The End or the Beginning?

On the stony ground path that runs behind the flats and the farm and then eventually leads down to the beach, Connie and I found many dried flowers whose colours, textures and shapes were really quite lovely. A collage of Mother Nature's intricate forms. The flight of the seeds and the cycle of life.

This morning I booked the flight home to Istanbul for 23rd August. It is the beginning of the end of summer and the beginning of a new school year now appears on my horizon.