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Spring Offensive

Finishing my Sunday morning walk, I turned down Honour Ave to head home. I wrote about this memorial on Anzac Day the year before last. I guess death is the ultimate transition and wars have made far too many make that transition too early.

My husband said the other day, "You know by blogging you are contributing to world peace ...people don't fight people they know." Let the blogging continue!

Words to walk with:
From Spring Offensive by Wilfred Owen
"Halted against the shade of a last hill,
They fed, and, lying easy, were at ease
And, finding comfortable chests and knees
Carelessly slept. But many there stood still
To face the stark, blank sky beyond the ridge,
Knowing their feet had come to the end of the world."