Poppies grow in my garden, half way up a Welsh hill. They seed in beds, by walls, in cracks on steps. How I love their ebullience, their joie de vivre. Notoriously bad at cutting back, not having the heart where there is the will to grow still; rewarded by the haphazardly unintended – the surprise additions, the sculpted seed heads. Other cousins join my joyful Meconopsis cambrica, seeded by intent or uncovered in the evolution of a garden. Beauty in variety, inspiration everywhere. Heads lift and droop by turns, petals drift and seeds rattle, every one a gift.
“Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap, but by the seeds that you plant.”
- Robert Louis Stevenson
“Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap, but by the seeds that you plant.”
- Robert Louis Stevenson
Graphite on watercolour paper
Unframed: 9 x 9.5 cm
Framed: 30 x 30.5 cm
Dark oak frame with double mount
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