On the way home, though, he spotted it again! This time, we pulled over, and he told me to hop out and pick a few! Oh, yes! Poppies. So sweet. I love the way he knows what I like - the little things that delight me. Back when we were dating, it would be rare if he would even notice a flower, let alone point it out to me. I'm so grateful for the husband God gave me! He's pretty great.
Here are the glorious poppies he found for me! Look at the neat shadows they make.
I love the way their "furry" stems droop under the weight of their tissue-paper thin petals.
Doesn't it look like it should be a day at the beach? Something about those colors....
I love the way their seeds aren't really black, but a deep gray-purple. And so soft!
The petals feel like a really rich silk.
Can you imagine a swirly summer skirt made of perfectly wrinkled coral silk?
Isn't God's creation amazing?