Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze most softly lulling to my soul.
John Keats
Keats sure makes it sound lovely. The “breeze” was more like a 40 mph wind tonight. But the poppies were definitely dancing. I was trying to get some shots with just my Lensbaby but ultimately grabbed my flash to stop the action.
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