Between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place, and in the sky,

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard among the guns below.”

My first memories of poppies (the Oriental Poppy) relate to the border along our driveway on the farm and how my mother liked their bright color but also considered them very weed-like as they encroached on the other flowers.   I loved their bright red orange flowers and the yellow green leaves that seemed “stickery” but weren’t and didn’t understand why I couldn’t pick them and make a bouquet—they didn’t last long once cut so enjoy in their natural environment. I also remember my grandparents being dedicated members of the American Legion and Poppy Days was an obligation they felt very strongly about since my grandfather served in WWI. I always associate the Flanders field quote with an image of my grandmother and great aunt selling the crepe paper poppies in Shannon City and also in Creston as they had a small paper handout that mentioned Flanders field even though I did not know what that meant for many years.

My idea for a round robin effort was to use the pattern from a book by Lisa Bongean, “Garden Gatherings”. I used batIks, homespun and prints with embellishment at the center of the poppies added as part of the round robin. I envisioned an asymmetrical setting that remains rectangular. I love the addition made by each of my friends to make a small wall hanging that I cherish for the many memories it represents.

I am thankful for the service and safety of my husband, my uncles, my grandfather, my father-in-law and brother-in-law. I remember with respect those who gave their life to preserve the freedoms we enjoy.