On fire

Nature is a wonderful thing.

I couldn't decide whether to blip the front of the fabulous poppy. It looked like shredded paper and was a glorious shade of red. Or the back which looked like flames or maybe ink dripped into water.

The picture doesn't really show it to it's best. I really should have spent longer on it but lunch beckoned and alas they do not last long. When I returned home this evening the petals were strewn across the path.

Tomorrow there will be a new beauty to enjoy though.