Weeds, Glorious Weeds

In the late spring and early summer the most glorious "weeds" sprout up in the most abandoned of places here in italy. Fallow fields and stretches of land along railroad tracks fill with red-orange poppies. This photo was taken in the rut along the tracks of the Greco Pirelli train station in Milan. To me, it's like magic but they seem to go unnoticed, maybe becuase they're weeds.

On the way to work ,I ride my bike past the Martesana canal which is a bit greener than most of Milan. Among the wild plants and trees lining the canal is this fig, full of fist-sized fruit not ripe yet but in August, watch out!