Sunday, 2 August 2015

Poppy Admiration

Valued mostly for pollen (for my honey bees) and for cut flowers (for my table), my garden poppies are now at their flamboyant best.

Like exotic butterflies, my poppies seem to hover and dance in a gentle breeze.


A fresh bloom that looks like crinkled ivory silk, stained with powdered rouge.


Each form and colour competes for pollinator attention.


How could a bee possibly resist these luscious hues?


Golden pollen served atop a crepe paper confection in Princess Pink.


Pollen splashes on salmon veined petals.


A slight line up at the left hand poppy-mart checkout counter.