The hills roll with sunflower forests, their heads all facing towards the east with the sun on their backs as the sun sets behind us as we drive towards Istanbul. Power lines run alongside the road between the fields. Every country we have visited I am astonished how the power lines cut through the landscape to make way for our habitation of the chosen place.
Wild trees still remain on the outer edges of the sunflowers rein over the land.
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