Stop and Stare…at a Tradition.

DSC_0239 - Copy.JPGMorning dew on this California poppy in our backyard simply cries out to be touched, or at least photographed. I started planting poppies when my son was born in 1985 and continued this tradition on his February birthday every year since. This is one of those seedlings.  Note: there were a few years when I substituted nasturtium seeds for poppies due to supply and demand.


Published by 67steffen

My labels: grandfather, father, veteran, writer, poet, photographer and dreamer in pursuit of the meaning of life. Getting close, although I'm running out of time--probably why I'm so close.

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