red sunday

i keep seeing poppies growing, beside the road usually, just out of my grasp. in small clumps they seem to grow, except for that one field we saw last weekend, near bath. but that was unusual.

and all i want is to pick them, but i know poppies, and they never last in a vase. the petals fall too quickly, the stems are too soft to hold.  i don't even like red but for some reason i like poppies, their dark centres and willowy shape.

via pininterest via latartinegourmande

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