Sunday, 31 May 2009


I have be visiting Burns Cottage, in deepest Ayrshire, in preparation for our group visit next week. Meanwhile Iain has been brushing up his Tam o'Shanter. (See previous post of last week).

When I was in Anne's garden today I took these photos of this most colourful flower. And with it must go the 2 best lines in the (Tam o'Shanter) poem:

But pleasures are like poppies spread,
You sieze the flower, its bloom is shed....

1 comment:

Vagabonde said...

We do not have poppies here in Georgia, or at least I have not seen any - could be the warm and humid weather. I remember fields of poppies in California years ago. In France a patriotic field bouquet is made up of cornflowers (in French: bleuets or Centaurea Cyanus), daisies (marguerites) and poppies (coquelicots) for the colors blue, white and red of the French flag. You sometimes see them as a miniature brooch on the 14th of July (which here in America they call Bastille’s Day, but I had never heard it called that in France – it is just le quatorze Juillet).