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Friday's Bloom
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Uploaded: 06/25/21 12:19 AM GMT
Friday's Bloom
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While on vacation in the U.P. we stopped at a greenhouse and this bloom grabbed my attention.
Thanks for your comments! :) tigs=^..^=
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::corngrowth
06/25/21 12:59 AM GMT
Must be a cultivated Poppy, Sandi. Perfect handling of the for photography difficult red color, resulting in a very fine Foofy Friday (F²) contribution! Well done, per usual!
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The color looks more deep orange on my screen but it's a real dazzler!
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The Amen of nature is always a flower .... Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
Such a beautiful shade of orange on that poppy Tigs - a real beauty for sure - Great Capture!!!!!!!!
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Scarlet corn poppies (popaver rhoeas) grow naturally in conditions of disturbed earth throughout Western Europe. The destruction brought by the Napoleonic wars of the early 19th Century transformed bare land into fields of blood red poppies, growing around the bodies of the fallen soldiers. In late 1914, the fields of Northern France and Flanders were once again ripped open as World War One raged through Europe's heart. Once the conflict was over the poppy was one of the only plants to grow on the otherwise barren battlefields. The significance of the poppy as a lasting memorial symbol to the fallen was realised by the Canadian surgeon John McCrae in his poem In Flanders Fields. The poppy came to represent the immeasurable sacrifice made by his comrades and quickly became a lasting memorial to those who died in World War One and later conflicts.
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.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
-nik
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.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
-nik
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The bloom is pretty good attention grabber for sure. Good foofy Friday image, Sandi!
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