“Amapola, my pretty little poppy,” echoes the refrain by Helen O’Connell and Bob Eberly as the 1941 Jimmy Dorsey Orchestra’s rendition spins round and round on the turntable. I listen. Times, good and ...
When the wild amapolas are in full bloom, summer in Spain has begun. In their quiescence on a patch of land, in a nook or by the roadside, these wild flowers, many times unnoticed even if they are in ...
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