I took pictures of everything that was blooming in my yard on Saturday. Thirty-five different kinds of flowers, not including dandelions. I was going to post them all at once, but even my eyes started to glaze over after the 10th photo.
Unlike these poppies, I don't want to put you to sleep, so I'm going to dole them out a few at a time.
Actually, I'm not sure if these are the sleep-inducing kind of poppies. They're pretty eye-popping to me.
Many years ago in China I visited a market near the Burmese border where a little old lady sidled up and offered to sell me a tiny lump of opium. (At least her pantomime of smoking it and the location made me assume it was such.)