Sticky Fingers has set us a challenge this week – describe November in one photograph for The Gallery.
I’m picking this photograph for a number of reasons.
This photo was taken on Rembrance Sunday this year at the Cenotaph.
Remembrance Sunday and Armistice Day have always been a part of my life. As a child, I was in parades, as an adult I remember family who fought in two world wars – some surviving, some not.
My Dad’s birthday is on 12th November and as a child I always remembered seeing poppies everywhere we went around his birthday. It’s stuck. I see poppies for sale I think of Dad, I see poppies in a field, I think of Dad’s birthday to come in November.
Poppies to me, symbolise November, a time for remembering, a time for being grateful for what we have. We should have celebrated a 2nd birthday on Armistice Day, so poppies in November, always make me think of our missing link. Our poppy in the clouds.