Remembering Daddy.

Last year, I picked a Dying Poppy Stalk off the side of my road and popped it in water. I kept the seed heads and hoped I might have some Poppy's this year!!

This morning, all my Poppy's had flowered! And they are the same type of head as the one I rescued last year, just a bit smaller! Well chuffed!

So this ones for my Daddy. He was never a believer of Fathers day so didn't need to waste money on cards and gifts, but always made an effort to go and see him. He's the bright star in the sky now.

Happy Fathers Day to all the Great Daddy's out there.

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