Some pictures of my beloved clown poppies were recently featured over at My Dog is Chelsea, so I thought I would inflict a few on y'all here as well.
Here's the deal with clown poppies: they're ephemeral.
They generally bloom in the morning. Oftentimes, they start to fall apart by the early evening. By the next day, there is nothing left except possibly a few red petals on the ground.
I can usually get six or seven plants to grow a year. They bloom for about a week, around the spring solstace, and then they're gone.
Hard not to see some metaphorical potential in all this.