Poppies

Those of you that have driven along the straight stretch of road between Winchelsea and Rye recently may have caught a quick glimpse of red in a gap between the field hedges.  I did and on my way back stopped for a closer look.  Despite the restricted parking and turning space in the field entrance there were several other photographers there as well as a few artists with easels eager to capture the scene.  The field was oilseed rape in seed, and clearly the farmer had either not sprayed with herbicide first or the herbicide used was not effective on poppy seeds.

It was spectacular on a scale that the photographs fail to show.  And it was so appropriate this year to be so good at the same time as the commemorations of the start of World War I and the D-day landings.