Written by: Albert Ahearn

Unimaginable beauty: I found myself walking alone far removed from humanity in a large meadow overgrown with kaleidoscopic poppies: oranges, blues, crimsons and yellows each indiscriminately commingled in this meadow like an incongruous painting; yet, in my eyes, a masterpiece: A polychromatic blending of hues quivering in the breeze as I stood amidst the allure of their stupefying grandeur.