Long ago, I decided to banish hot colors - the reds, the oranges, the yellows - to the front gardens and limited the color palette in the back gardens to various hues of pink, purple, blue and white. The poppies I chose to plant in back were singles and doubles in a glorious shade of pink, as seen above.
Last year I was perplexed to find some red poppies blooming amid the pinks but I carefully removed the pods before they ripened and popped open to scatter their progeny. Yesterday morning, when the bloom on this poppy opened, I swear I heard Mother Nature laughing. Or maybe it was the garden fairies.
It's smack dab in the front of the pastel plantings along the south fence line. So much for any illusion of control ... what a beautiful way to lose it, though!