Poppy day

"..pleasures are like poppies spread,
You seize the flow’r, its bloom is shed;
Or like the snow falls in the river,
A moment white—then melts forever.."
Robert Burns

I bought this poppy from a stall at a school fete and had no idea what it would look like until the following summer...

And then I was thrilled.

Every year I look at it and say to myself, "Yaayy, who'd a thunk it! Clever clever clever old you."