The redness of them, the papery delicateness, the bowing buds, the sculptural seedheads … the breezy dancing on their spindly spikey stems … what’s not to love about a poppy …
… their reslience and tenacity … I love how they grow along roadsides, on wasteland, in concreted areas … year after year …
… in hot summers, wet summers and completely summer-less summers poppies continue to bloom and dance.
I see poppies and my heart lifts.
These little beauties were photographed at the Junior School and at Cock Croft, Leominster.
2 Responses to … poppies
bobbie
Replied on: July 25, 2012, 5:21 pm
I love them too ~
mollie/Lynn
Replied on: July 26, 2012, 1:49 am
Thank you for sharing those miracles, Lemony <3