Every day, a photograph, a poem. Our neighbor brought us an envelope with hundreds of poppy seeds last fall so we could sprinkle them around our newly sided house for a row of color in the spring. Scott carefully spread the seeds, and we’ve been waiting for them…
So far, we have one blossom.
And so, a poem
Hundreds of seeds, planted in sunSheri Edwards
for a row of color— blossomed: just one.
Poppy— one blossoming of hundreds of planted seeds for a spot of color.
But, in the same spot of color, enjoy this view of a NatGeo photographer’s “Flamingo Chicks”