poppies

I love fresh flowers in the house. All winter I bought tulips but as the weather warmed up, they were more difficult to find. I stood at the flower stall at the market one Saturday when the season had almost come to an end feeling a bit bewildered. There were no tulips. Funny how easy it is to become set in your ways.
It was Elsa who spotted the poppies. They were closed when we bought them and to be honest, looked like they wouldn't amount to anything special.

And then they opened.

The colours were soft and subtle and the petals so delicate. Papery thin and almost transparent - they were unbelievably beautiful. Chris grabbed the camera and took them outside into the afternoon light.