Smoothing my hands over the softly crinkled surface of the paper, I reverentially lay out each sheet as I unwrap new mugs. Allowed to wander, my thoughts explore the deep colour of this delicate, insubstantial tissue.
Scarlet to surround a Valentine gift given with love, or torn into a heart and glued to a card above gold penned kisses.
Silken smiles on the lips of December as poinsettia petals grace the Christmas table.
One moment of perfection shared as we passed that swath of poppies covering the corner of a Norfolk field.