I looked out my back window this morning and there they were.
In all there glory.
I took the time to go out and look into the centre of those poppies.
Every time I am amazed at the depth in those red petals.
The dark plum black seed pods. Amazing.
And even more amazing because they come only for a few weeks every june.
Never staying long enough to be taken for granted.
Someone told me the other day that poppies were my muse.
This morning I felt their truth.