That poppy looks like a butt

On Wednesday night, I went out for dinner with a dear friend. We have known each other since high school. She now lives on the west coast of Canada.

She is back in town for a wedding. It was nice seeing her and chatting for three hours in our old neighbourhood.

Before we left the restaurant, she was looking at the various works of art on the wall. They were all poppies.

"See the poppy in the second framed piece of art, third poppy from the right? It looks like a butt," she remarked.

I looked at it. I agreed.

"I like how this artwork is now a Rorschach test," I remarked.

It's great having creative friends who see butts everywhere.