The poppies (Papaver somniferum, annual, strictly ornamental) have been spectacular this summer. I’ve been out most days the past month picture-taking and tagging. The rest of the garden has had to give way (the cucumbers not appreciating the company, you can see by their empty climbing frame). Even now that most have finished flowering, they will have to stay in place while the seed pods swell.
This year’s brilliant crop is a result of several years’ culling weakly coloured flowers, like the one behind — an oddity this year but plentiful in past years — and keeping the most colourful ones, like the one in front, for next season’s seed.
I am going to throw up a bunch of pictures. All of you poppy admirers, make sure to click and enlarge them. While editing, it was impossible not to select way too many. I know I will be coming back to this post often over the winter.
Only about eight light-centreds this year, which I have tagged for separate harvesting. This one appears to have pinkish pollen that matches its light red petals. The big leaves in the background are cabbage and rhubarb.
All right, now here comes the parade.
Commercial break — this is the photo (above) I chose for the cover of my second small ebook, Extinction at the Pincers of Giant Ants: Writers, Their Words and What to Do About Them. (Not a gardening book.) Available here. Take a look.
Back to the show.