Early in the spring we scatterd a packet of poppy seeds in a spot we designate for annual flowers. When they bloomed, honeybees and bumblebees buzzed and bounced around like balloons. Each flower lasted but one day yet by the next morning when I'd look out the kitchen window, fresh ones were open. I collected a ton of seeds for next year, far more than what we started with.
I'm going to take a break for a week or so. When I return I hope to have some ocean views and my book cover to share with you!
Take care and I'll see you soon,
H