I am writing this from Lugano, Switzerland which is in a section of the country called Ticino, right across the border from Italy. Everyone here looks Italian and speaks Italian, along with some French and no English that I can find. I am waiting for my next Grandson to arrive. He was due two days ago. They are going to name him Nathanial if he ever gets here. My son and his wife are also waiting for their furniture so we are living a very simple life but, as my daughter in law says, you learn how little you really need to carry on in life. My grandchildren are amazing, not having many toys, but managing to keep so busy with their imaginations and each other that they never say they are bored.
In any case, here are a few photos I took of some early poppies before we left Provence. I imagine they are in their full array right now.
Deep in the heart of a poppy
A dandelion in Lugano