Every day this week, I have woken and marvelled at the display of red Poppies in the back garden, each morning's display seeming to out dazzle that of the previous day. By the time dusk falls, nearly all the petals are destined to fall, and lie strewn across the grass at the foot of the flower bed. Almost miraculously, early the next morning a new display awaits.
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