The sunflowers blossomed.
I’ll go into the field, and we …
I am met by little suns, who all day long adoringly look at their idol – the sun, twisting the ruffled yellow crowns behind him.
And what a smell comes from them!
Each time, passing by, unable to resist the temptation, I stick my nose straight into the heart of the sunflower and with pleasure I breathe in myself a unique aroma.
And in memory of this moment – these beautiful pictures.
And in the winter, it’s worth opening the necessary page of the file and you’re already in the field …..
Here it is a beautiful country photo !!!