Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze most softly lulling to my soul. -John Keats
This scene was captured last year. The poppy reserve has not fared well, this season, due to rains that began too late to nurture the poppies into blooming.
Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze most softly lulling to my soul. -John Keats
This scene was captured last year. The poppy reserve has not fared well, this season, due to rains that began too late to nurture the poppies into blooming.
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Tagged as nature, poppies and sagebrush, poppies photo, poppy field, poppy hillside