11.11.10

poppy day


Allusively red.  Perhaps a hybrid red-for-remembrance and white-for-peace poppy.  Photographed in Hampstead this past June.

On Armistice Day I always find myself thinking about living memory, longevity, and the wavering personal connections humanity has to its own history.  It is amazing to me to be alive in the same world as veterans of the first world war -- to share time with people who attest to the incredible length life can achieve, when given the chance.

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~ T w o    m i n u t e s ~
  • Two minutes' silence on the UK singles charts.  At guardian.co.uk
  • Cognitive visualization of the structure and progression of time.  At scienceblogs.com
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