Remembering

Light pink poppies

Tomorrow we will mark another Remembrance Day. I’ve written before about how meaningful this day is to me.

My grandfather served in World War II. Nov. 11 is also his birthday. Every year, the family would be together on Remembrance Day, and some of us still carry on that tradition, meeting at the cenotaph just before 11 o’clock on Nov. 11.

Growing up, my grandparents lived next door. One of the fixtures of my grandmother’s garden was her poppy plant. Now, whether through wind, seeds, transplanting or cuttings, my parents have the descendants of this poppy.

This fall, I collected a bunch of seeds from my Mom’s plants. I’m hoping that they will grow in our garden here at the farm, and give me more memories of my grandparents.

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2 thoughts on “Remembering

  1. There’s something really special about having living plants as memories of people we love, isn’t there. I have a big philodendron that’s a descendant of my mum’s huge one, and she gave me the cutting when I was a young newlywed, about 19 or 20. We also have several trees in the garden that represent Sharon’s family members.
    It’s particularly fitting that the plant you have that’s from your grandfather’s garden is a poppy, being that he served and his birthday is right on Remembrance Day. The symmetry of that is extremely pleasing!

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