Out in the wilderness scattered flowers and animals one will not see in a city, a small town, or a battlefield. There were no cries or wails, whatever the source may be--just silence.

The ghostly photographer was blissfully unaware of the whistles of wind, or the footsteps on the dirt road. He focused on capturing the poppies in front of him instead, taking the advice given to him: "Take a break from war. Capture things that give you ease."

You told him that. And now you've come to visit him.