These poppies last such a short time--which somehow makes them more valuable to me. I also love their origin--from a gardener I met when I knocked on her door to tell her how much I admired her poppies. Mrs. Gibson used to live on Rt. 623 near Ashland. Both Mrs. Gibson and her garden are now gone, but her poppies live on in my garden. "It's just a bed of beauty," she said of her bed of orange poppies.
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