*Photos by Dreamboy
"And so it is with the great clockwork of nature.
Daisies and buttercups give way to the brown waving grasses,
tinged with the warm red sorrel;
the waving grasses are swept away,
and the meadows lie like emeralds set in the bushy hedgerows (...)."
George Eliot - Mr. Gilfil's Love Story
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