The purple poppies are continuing to bloom in the south border; less urgently now, one or two flowers at a time alongside the nodding pepper-pots of their previous siblings. And one or two of the later blooming poppies have thrown up a surprise.
Beautiful scarlet blooms, glowing in the sun.
I know that opium poppies can be rather fickle, cross-pollinating at the drop of the hat, and so I am not entirely surprised that not all the plants that grew from the seed I collected have come true to colour. In fact, I think I was more surprised that so many did come in the same deep purple as last year’s parent plant.