The other evening I was walking with my family and spotted some ornamental poppies growing in the front garden of an empty property. Years ago, I attempted to grow some. I have tried to grow so many types of poppies over the years with varying success and currently only have yellow Icelandic ones. I once had deep purple ones which were very beautiful and kept some of the seeds. So I never miss the opportunity to collect the pods once the flowers have shown us their beauty.
Since the flowers had finished, as I often do I took some of the seeds from the flowers so that I may transplant them into our own garden once again. The rest I will scatter in the garden on the hill and give to friends and family. That’s the thing with poppy seeds, there are so many that there are plenty to go around.
I took this particular photo when one once grew in our garden, it was a solitary red poppy. As though it was growing in memory of someone special, I hope that there will be many more, since we have lost many special people.