the other day I counted thirty-two poppy buds…

since then twenty-six have opened… I go out every morning to take pictures and count them, lol…

they look so beautiful weaving back and forth in the breeze…

they were one of my beloved’s favourite flowers… maybe because they signalled the beginning of summer…

they decide where they will pop up and I am always so happy when they turn up each year… this time they are in the front of the garden;-)…