The story goes that red poppy seeds were brought to Georgetown from Europe soon after WWI.  In the springtime, it is relatively easy to find small fields of poppies, patches along fence lines, or maybe even gardens that people have nourished.  In April, the town holds a yearly celebration called the Red Poppy Festival.  Today I learned that poppies have large flowers on tall thin stalks, making them like sails in the wind.  It is difficult to get a nice picture on windy days like today.  The fringe benefits, in case you want to pursue the profession of red poppy photographer, are that you get to hang out with the neighborhood cats.  🙂