Poppies

My mum has a habit of inventing traditions. One such fake tradition, is that she buys me the first bunch of daffodils of the season.

She came down to Canberra with a bunch of poppies because the big smoke was all out of daffodils, and she slipped me a twenty to buy a bunch later. It only just occurred to me, that the photo I posted of her and I in the field, is quite likely a field of poppies.

Now I promise not to use the twenty dollars on a gin and tonic, two coffees and parking.