It is too early for the poppies to sprout. They only show up when the chill recedes a little, and the days start to get longer. But their deep red colour is so evocative of the holiday season, of X-mas cheer and year-end happiness.
So I thought it appropriate to share with you all this piece I had painted sometime in spring this year. A wave of red poppies dancing merrily through the swirling fog as I drove down for my groceries every morning is one sight I'll always remember. Much like Wordsworth's Daffodils! :)
Merry Christmas to all my readers. Catch you next week with the last post of this year. Phew, another one gone!