Where I live.

Went out shooting to catch the bees and the purple field that my landlord had planted. He is keen on beekeeping...Friday he took off to the Pyrenees to get a new load of bees. He took his big flat bed truck. He was supposed to be back late this evening. While I was shooting he came barreling back up the road to the property...no bees in the back! It's a 7 plus hour trip one way.
I finished up quick and got out of there. I could hear him yelling like a rhinoceros whose foot was stepped on by an elephant, bellowing. Things always go wrong for him.  He planted a whole yard of a special kind of clover and only grass came up...he hadn't planted grass. Last year, more than half of his bees died...
But it sure is pretty.