Each winter I throw vast amounts of wild bird seed hither and yon in the garden, aiming for the grass. However, I think some went into one of my flower beds as this year beside the japanese quince and in amongst the roses are these cheeky chaps.Red poppies or to give them their posh latin name papaver rhoeas.
So, to brighten up the start of the week some pretty mosiacs for Mary's Mosaic Monday @thelittle redhouse and some wise words for Tracey's Weekly Words To Live By @ Notes From A Cottage Industry.
"The end is where we start from".
T.S. Eliot.
