The Poppy.

“The best-laid schemes o' mice an' men gang aft agley.”

Our plans today involved taking Mrs TD for a hospital appointment and then enjoying a nice lunch in a flower emporium. That selected was not our normal watering hole, the lunch was appalling and the coffee drunk to take the taste away had less flavour than nun's water.

The planned blip, after the shopping, was to be this poppy - in bright sunshine - with its petals extended disclosing a seed case with the intriguing pattern resembling that on a sea-urchin's shell. Alas, it rained, the poppy closed up its petals and went to bed.

At least we got the shopping done, and one out of three is better than nothing.



I’ve just posted the blip for 13th June, “Let There Be Light.”