05/26/2026
Mikeās Random Garden Thoughts
They were there for as long as I can rememberāa cluster of artificial red poppies in a small glass vase, sitting on a table in a side room of my great-grandmotherās home. Red poppies were a favorite of hers, but not for ornamental purposes. Instead, they were a perpetual reminder of hopes and dreams that ended too soon.
They were a memorial to her younger brother who, like so many other young men of his generation, went off to serve in World War I and never returned home. As fate would have it, red poppies subsequently sprouted in the freshly dug soil of a number of military cemeteries in Europe, and they became an enduring symbol of the sacrifice made by so many.
So, on this Memorial Day weekend, Iāll spend a few quiet moments in the garden remembering that small vase of artificial poppies and giving thanks for the sacrifices that so many have made to keep our country free.