I was out late last night but was up early again, as usual. Visiting the poppies first thing in the morning has turned into something of a daily ritual for me.
And what a delightful one it is - it is always a surprise to see who opened during the course of the previous night.
These days, though, the garden isn't the only place where things are sprouting.
Pookie currently has no less than three new tailfeathers coming in all at the same time. I can't ever recall this happening before, and it is terribly exciting - well, to me at least. It takes a good couple of weeks for a Pookie-tailfeather to finish growing so I'll be able to admire his "sprouts" for quite some time. They really are very cute.
I'm sure Pookie would be horrified by the knowledge that I've just posted a detail shot of his feathery behind - oh! the indignity! - so please - don't tell him.