Another poppy, I think? I love all the flowers I see around the village, but something about the ones escaping from the edge of peoples’ fences delights me more. Makes them feel… more real? Heroic? Defiant? Pretty, whatever the case.
I don’t really have much to add to that. It’s been a long, busy week, and I’m glad to be hitting the weekend. I expect that I will still burn some spoons with cleaning, but ey. Can’t complain about the results.