A line of poppies

Not quite sure why there is a random patch of poppies in a meadow on the morning walk. Unless there’s an opium den going on that we don’t know about.  V is a bit obsessed with the orange, cottagey Oriental Poppies and has started a few off in the garden.  His first attempt was not promising’ when asking for some at a local garden centre he was told by the woman serving (clearly a bit out of her depth) that it was illegal to sell them in the UK.  He was a bit baffled given that there were huge clumps of them in most gardens in the village