Just the very smell of it...

I spent far more time than I needed, watching this marmalade hoverfly on this poppy seed-head.

It was delicious to watch, and clearly delicious to eat from... This was about half way in, when the fly was undecided if it had licked everything from the plant that it could, then went back for more!

I'll put one extra in, which shows the tongue dug deep into the top of the poppy.

The morning's site visit from the planning committee went about as well as it could, albeit we all know there's no chance of the development being refused. I did what I could to retain the treeline, but I'm not hopeful.

Then Janet and I went for a slow and steady thirty kilometre ride with a pub stop halfway. Take the wins, eh.

Does a seed head count for Flower Friday? Well, it is Friday 13th...