There’s a big concrete field in front of my apartment building, and behind it too. Actually, I’m completely surrounded by concrete and tarmac.
But I live in the country, in a small village. I never thought I could be so far away from nature living in the countryside.
Everything is built-over. Or fenced.
This brave field poppy appeared at the end of May at the edge of the concrete parking lot, and every day I was afraid that the landlord would remove it immediately. He is a fanatic about cleanliness and hates it if leaves or flowers are lying in the yard.
So I hurried to photograph my little field poppy.