I’ve driven past this field every (work) day for 3 years almost. It’s never been so saturated with poppies. A lot of the fields I drive through have a fair few poppies in them, but this one is the king of poppies field. It’s beautiful.
I am still stinging from climbing through should high nettles and weeds to get here. Then there was the ditch that I almost fell down.
When I finally got there (literally took about 2 minutes, but felt like 15 hacking my way through stingers and sticky stuff and watching out for slugs) there was a house on the top of the hill and I was on the look out for angry farmers with their dog coming out and shouting at me.
It all passed without incident though, and within 30 minutes I was back in my car driving home.