Dol Fodha na Grèine

| February 13, 2017

This Valentine’s Day…at the going down of the sun…. There it stood, at the base of one Scottish soldier’s tablet…here at Seaforth Cemetery, Cheddar Villa. I am reminded of this image…this day…for its simplicity…its connection to a gravesite without mention of those who brought it here. Though it speaks to one it speaks to many. […]

This Land of Crimson

| November 11, 2016

Papaver rhoeas On the advance to Reningelst I see them. A small stand, crimson with black centers grow near to another botanical family – corn stalks. They are the only Papaver rhoeas (Corn Poppy) I have seen on this journey of discovery – their colour stands out amidst all this new growth from nature’s palette. Gentle […]

With Folded Arms

| November 10, 2016

Today I Stand With folded arms, I bow my head. Eyes open, eyes shut thinking back upon times when these friends behind spoke of memories of home. Together we laughed and sang, marched, ran and crawled. From one corner of a field to the next, and now many remain at the foot of a cross and I […]

Say Not “Good-Night”

| November 9, 2016

But in Some Brighter Clime He was a soldier, unknown to me, but through my wanderings across Flanders I stumble upon his place. He is there with his fellow soldiers… who knew not what the day would bring. But this day, this time, this place, I stop a while and think upon his life and […]