It’s the second time this year I went photographing a poppy. The first time they had left – disappeared – when I came back. You know you have to photograph them immediately when you see them. So this time I grabbed my camera and went back as soon as possible. There they were. Waiting for my come back. I love them. It’s because of their fragility and drapery. You can look trough them if you wish. So today I feel lucky.