Monday, May 24, 2010

One lone red poppy

I lived in solitude in the country and noticed how the monotony of a quiet life stimulates the creative mind. Albert Einstein

I just put the kids to bed and decided to take a walk before washing a sink full of the day's dishes. In a large field in front of our house I spotted one lone brilliant red poppy in bloom.
It is the sole survivor of poppies planted a few years ago. My family spent a whole day scattering red poppy seeds from our metal buckets. We enjoyed an unforgettable summer of blooming red poppies in that field. It was like a dreamy Monet painting.

Unfortunately, our harsh Midwest summers are unlike the south of France. Our field of poppies did not thrive, they wilted under the blazing August sun. I consider this poppy a small gift and inspiration. It is a lone survivor of its kind among native wildflowers and raging weeds. It is blooming where it was planted and so beautiful in its strikingly unique way.
Shine your light,
K

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