Unfortunately, it was in the late 1960s and my photos no longer remain. But the image of hippie heads (and a few serious science students) emerging from the mountain of poppies is unforgettable. I came home laden with raw opals and every color flower imaginable.
Unfortunately, it was in the late 1960s and my photos no longer remain. But the image of hippie heads (and a few serious science students) emerging from the mountain of poppies is unforgettable. I came home laden with raw opals and every color flower imaginable.