I remember poppies all over the place in California when I was growing up, since they are the state flower. When we came to look at this property last year, half the yard was dead but there were some poppies. I remember joking around that it was a sign I was going to get the house.
This year, with the yard actually getting watered, the poppies are beautiful and I have roses growing wild against the north fence line.
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