Friday, May 25, 2018

On Flander's Fields...

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row by row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead.  Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw 
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

John McCrae, May 1915

In honor of all the fallen in service to our country,
and to those who served gallantly and returned,
and to those who bravely serve our country now...
We honor you.

Thank you for your service.


  1. Your photographs are always very comfortable frameworks and have beautiful tones !
    I think so.

  2. Beautifully framed, and a great range of tones. Fine image.

  3. Just right for this weekend. Aside from being a poet, McCrae was quite an interesting figure of history- a Canadian doctor who insisted on being part of the action as opposed to being in a field hospital. And he wasn't a fresh faced young man- forty five at the time of his death.

    1. Interesting back story on McCrae! I didn't realize he was Canadian! Thank you William!

  4. Really nice! Black and white is great for this.

  5. Great shot.

    Stewart M - Melbourne

    (maybe a change of tone - but rosellas are a type of parrot)


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