Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Thursday, 5 February 2015

Poppy

Although our Paul Cummins poppy arrived from the Tower of London’s “Blood Swept Lands and Seas of Red” a couple of weeks ago, only today did I resolve how best to display its rusted stalk and weathered ceramic petals – by drilling a 5.5mm hole into a presentable section of a silver birch log (rescued from the wood store) and neatly slotting the re-assembled flower home.
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