In Flanders fields the poppies blow

In Flanders Fields by John McCrae

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

The Story Behind the Remembrance Poppy can be found here.

Paris poppies can be found ->  'Paris Poppies' 

The day in the life of a poppy

We've been back in Paris for a while now but I just wanted to share some of the poppy photos I took while we were in the Loire.

Waking up.


Watching breakfast television.

Going to work.

Coming home from work.


Eyeing up an elder.


Caught in a rain storm (once the rain stopped it bounced back to life again).


Dressed up and ready to paint the town red.


The end.

Here is another post I wrote back in May 'Paris Poppies'