I was wandering around the yard recently, thinking about how badly I need to borrow a weed whacker, when I spotted a little group of poppies. They had quietly grown up in a hidden potion of the yard, only announcing their presence when they had opened up.
The yard has been a source of constant surprise. Little flowers, herbs and other mystery plants keep popping up in little corners of the yard. Every time I find something new I wonder who planted it and what was their vision?
I wonder what will survive to see next summer and who will be living here at that point, we're going to have to move again next Spring. Same town, new place.
Thanks to my sweet hubby who went out and took some pictures for me because he knew how much I loved the poppies.