We went poppy hunting at the weekend. I’ve been asked to do a poppy painting and when we saw a brilliant red field of poppies from the motorway I made the driver (my husband naturally) take the next turning off and backtrack until we found it. Lots of narrow lanes and wrong turnings!! Thank goodness he likes driving – and more especially country lanes. Many years ago (before sat nav) he’d always try to get us lost! We never could; we always came to some sign or landmark that we recognised. Anyway, I ventured into the field and took lots of photos and downloaded them on to my computer on Sunday night, finally picking out the ones I thought I could use.
When I went to bed at something past midnight (doesn’t time fly when you’re having fun?) all I could see when I closed my eyes was poppies. Millions of them. It’s something that often happens to me when I’ve been looking at a subject for a long time. The odd thing was when I began writing on Monday morning and closed my eyes to think – which incidentally I always do when I'm conjuring up a scene – what did I see on the backs of my eyelids. Still more fields of poppies!
Maybe they’ll find their way into a future book!
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