Today for the first time I had the honour and privilege of participating in the Remembrance Day parade in my home town. We were lucky and had a bright dry day, not too cold, just that sharpness of air that is invigorating.
Marching behind the veterans (impeccably in step and in time, regardless that age was wearying for some and others had disabilities) was a humbling and thought provoking in equal measure.
Do I like poppies because of their colour, their shape or the symbolism I have known for so long. I am not sure, but today it was with a sense of gratitude I viewed the poppie in its many forms, paper and plastic flowers for lapel pins, brooches, badges, key rings and wreaths.
Now my Father and I were representing the Church at the Parade, which as it was timed to have its silence at 11, conflicted with the meetings, so again my normal Sunday stitching has taken a break. However, I felt like doing something when on returning home the wreath laying at the cenotaph was still in progress.
So a little poppy themed stitch, which is not by any means as grand as previous poppy finishes (poppies fields ) but poppies all the same was a must.
Here it is
I shall try to be better prepared for next year.