The roses are bruised and battered. The daisies are laying flat on the ground. If the weatherman is to be believed, we will have gale force winds by tomorrow. The huge, papery blossoms of the poppies don't have a hope of surviving the impending tempest.
It will be the only way we can enjoy the poppies' brilliant, showy flowers.
Fingers crossed, the weather forecast will be wrong and we will have a few more days to enjoy them. I hope!