A few years ago, people started leaving their poppies on the tomb of the unknown soldier. I don't know why...it was just spontaneous. Mine is somewhere there...in the middle. Unknown.
A travel journal....a diary....a place to kick back a bit. Laughter and poignancy are correct here. Rants are, well, for my OTHER blog.
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I always love seeing the beautiful poppies.
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