The beauty of the poppy

Every November, Canadians (and people in many other commonwealth countries) proudly wear a red poppy as a symbol of remembrance, honouring the courage, sacrifice, and service of those who have served our country.

It’s a small flower with an extraordinary history, forever associated with the battlefields of the First World War and the words of Canadian Lieutenant-Colonel John McCrae’s famous poem, In Flanders Fields.

And while the red poppy has become one of the most recognizable symbols of remembrance in the world, it represents just one species among a remarkably diverse group of flowers.

Several of which, I grow in my garden..

Corn Poppies.

These are these iconic flower of remembrance, but they come in many more colours than just red.

Corn poppies are annuals, producing slender stems topped with delicate, tissue-paper petal. Their flowers are relatively short-lived, but a patch of poppies can provide weeks of colour as new blooms continually open.

Oriental Poppy (Papaver orientale)

If corn poppies are delicate and understated, Oriental poppies are their flamboyant cousins.

These hardy perennials produce enormous flowers, sometimes measuring 15–20 centimetres across, in brilliant shades of orange, scarlet, salmon, pink, and white. I have white, red, pale pink and some gorgeous burgundy ones in my garden

Oriental poppies bloom in late spring or early summer, often disappearing from view as temperatures rise. Their foliage naturally dies back during the hottest part of the season, but sometimes we get lucky and they pop back for a second blooming when the weather cool again

California Poppy (Eschscholzia californica)

The California poppy belongs to a different genus but shares the same botanical family as the familiar garden poppies.

Native to western North America, this cheerful wildflower produces brilliant golden-orange flowers above finely divided, blue-green foliage. One of its most fascinating characteristics is the way its flowers respond to light. They open in sunshine and close during cloudy weather or at night, protecting their reproductive structures when conditions are less favourable.

These little guys were so robust in my garden, and there’s STILL some blooming out there right now!

Iceland Poppy (Papaver nudicaule)

Despite their name, Iceland poppies are not native to Iceland. They originate from cool northern regions of North America and Asia. I had them at the townhouse, and they thrived, but I haven’t been able to get them to establish here.

These graceful flowers are famous for their silky, almost translucent petals in shades of yellow, orange, white, pink, and cream. Unlike their heat-loving relatives, Iceland poppies prefer cool growing conditions and often perform best in spring and early summer. In warmer climates, they’re frequently grown as annuals, although they’re naturally short-lived perennials.

Opium Poppy (Papaver somniferum)

Few flowers combine beauty, history, and controversy quite like the opium poppy.

These striking annuals produce large, often ruffled or densely petalled blooms in shades of pink, purple, red, and white. Some varieties resemble enormous peonies, while others have simpler, elegant flowers.They have been cultivated for thousands of years, both for their ornamental beauty and for the seeds used in baking and cooking. However, the plant also produces alkaloids used in the manufacture of medicinal opioids, and its cultivation is regulated in some jurisdictions, including here in Canada. Despite its complicated history, the opium poppy remains one of the most visually spectacular members of the poppy family.


So, this Remembrance Day, take a moment to appreciate the little red flower that carries such enormous meaning. Among the many beautiful varieties of poppies, it is the humble red corn poppy that has come to symbolize courage, sacrifice, resilience, and remembrance. More than a century after the guns fell silent on the battlefields of Flanders, its delicate petals continue to remind us of the lives lost, the freedoms we enjoy, and the generations who have served to protect them.

A simple flower. An extraordinary legacy. A reminder that must never fade.

Lest we forget.

FO: Muscle Man

Thank you for all the lovely comments on wee Oliver. He certainly is a cutie patootie!

And… he got a first introduction to quilt sandwiching while I was there…

I’m not sure if he found it TOO stimulating, or not stimulating enough… because he quickly crashed out in his downstairs basket…

And I got on with the quilting process.

The first quilt completed was the muscle car quilt for a nice young man.

As you know, because of time constraints, I kept the pattern simple. And honestly, with these fabrics, I think that was the best route to show them off.

For the back, I got a nice, snuggly plaid

Normally, I would sew the binding down by hand, which is my preference (I enjoy doing it) but Mom, knowing my time has been super tight lately, offered to do it on the machine for me. I very gratefully took her up on that offer!

It was nice to come home with a completed quilt, and not have to get the binding done before taking pictures.

The quilt finished up at about 61″ x 72″ and is now tucked away in the gift pile waiting to be wrapped for Christmas!

Oliver Overload

I’m back from Mom’s and while I did get my quilts done… (more on that later this week) I spent most of my time with this adorable little nugget.

Mom’s new kitten Oliver, is just the sweetest, cutest little thing. Naturally, I took eleventy-billion pictures.

He absolutely loves hanging with his best buddy, Jem. And Jem is such a good girl. She’s so gentle and tolerant.

Winnifred is another matter.

She’s not quite ready to be best buds, but there is signs of a thawing…

We got a short game of swatty paws under the edge of the couch Sunday morning.

I figure by the end of the month they will be inseperable.

It’s hard to resist these charms

Beautiful Burton

Burton is always a little sad when I head to Mom’s for the weekend.

Since, I won’t be home until tonight I wrote a little poem to cheer him up.

The Ballad of Lord Burton Bearbottom

In a kingdom of quilts, where the soft blankets lie,
Lives a Lord with green eyes and a rather sharp eye.
With a coat black as midnight, magnificent and grand,
Lord Burton Bearbottom rules all of the land.

His whiskers are splendid, his tail is divine,
And he surveys his kingdom with a gaze most sublime.
The chairs and the cushions, the beds and the floor,
All his royal possessions, and he still demands more.

He supervises the quilting with critical grace,
Leaving tufts of black fur all over the place.
Each quilt must be tested, each fabric inspected,
Any attempt to move him is swiftly rejected.

His servants work tirelessly, both day and night
While His Lordship reclines in beams of sunlight.
He contributes no labour, pays nothing in rent,
Yet somehow believes he’s the house main event.

When evening falls softly and the day’s work is done,
He curls up beside me, his mischief all spun.
A rumble of purring, a slow, sleepy blink,
And suddenly he’s sweeter than anyone would think.

For beneath all that grandeur, that pomp and that fluff,
Is a heart full of love (though he’d deny such silly stuff).
A tyrant? Perhaps. A spoiled little brat?
But what else would you expect from so grand a cat?

Do you think he liked it?

Flower Power

As I’ve said before, I try to wait until November to turn on the heat. Toward the end of October, I endured some very chilly mornings in the house with tea, sweaters and quilts to keep me going until the house warmed up with the sun. But on Halloween morning, I broke. I woke up and the house was about 12C – so I flipped the switch!

I enjoyed a nice toasty house, we had a wonderful (cool) Halloween night outside… and then BAM! Mother Nature flipped a switch and decided she’d raise the thermostat again. Since Nov 1, the temps steadily rose until day time temps topped 20C by mid week. So the heat went off.

The temps are on their way back down again…but who knows how long they will stay there.

But right now – the gardens are loving it!

The Raspberries keep coming! I’ve got a lot of jam to make – hoping to get to it next weekend. I’m hoping to make three batches – blackberry, yellow raspberry and some red raspberry jelly.

As for the flowers… pretty much everything I showed you last week is still blooming. I won’t hit you with all of it, but here are my favourites.

One good frost, and it will all be gone.

But the Holly will still shine all winter long!

Friday Felines

I interrupted a bit of a snuggle session in the catio the other day

I wish I’d gotten the pic about 30 seconds sooner. They were were sound alsleep. And it’s so rare to see them sleeping while touching.

They eventually went back to sleep, but apart. Which is how they sleep more often.

And while they may not snuggle much, of all the cats they are the most “paired” in the house.

And though they are the oldest (Rupert, 11) and the youngest (Lemmy, 4) you’d never know it. They play and rough house like they were from the same litter.

Best Friends Forever

Festive Feet

My Christmas socks are on the needles and I’m happy to say they are going swimmingly!

I’m using the Mary Maxim Festive feet I just bought, and though it’s hard to see at the moment… my Undine pattern. Something about those colours and sparkle just called for something lacy.

As you can see, the yarn is a fairly long some-what gradient striper. I’m just getting into the cream now. But these are going pretty quick. I don’t want to jinx myself, but I’m hoping to have them off the needles and on my feet by December 1.

I have no other knitting planned for Christmas this year – in fact, other than making some more jam, and quilting those two quilts – everything is ready for Christmas gifting! I dare say it may be a fairly stress-free holiday for me!

Jungle jive

Before Thanksgiving, I took several days and slowly brought in all the houseplants.

I haven’t done a count in quite a while, but I’m pretty sure it’s well over 100. These are just the ones in the lower living room. Every room but Dave’s studio and work out room has plants in it.

Having green and growing things throughout the house helps me get through the long winters.

And while winter hasn’t hit yet, we are off to a good start.

One of my African violets is blooming. And it’s such a happy shade of pink!

My orchids spent the summer under the maple tree, tuck way back at the fence so they wouldn’t get any direct sun. The loved the heat and humidity, as well as all the rain we got in September. They all put on a pile of new leaves, and fresh, healthy roots.

The one on the left is getting a brand new bloom spike, a the one on the right is shooting up a second spike from an existing one! Orchids bloom VERY slowly, so it will probably be almost spring by the time I see actual flowers, but it’s great to see this none-the-less

Tiny Kitten Tuesday

As I mentioned, it was a busy weekend. So sadly there was not time for tiny sitches. Thankfully, I do have more kitten pictures to make up for it!

From all Mom’s reports, Oliver is a very busy little boy.

She says he’s always into something

And from the pictures she’s been sending me, it certainly seems like it!

But eventually…

He does turn off.

And right now, one of his favourite places to crash is right beside Jem.

I’ll get to see him in person in just a few more days. So you can expect a full report, and an onslaught of pictures!

FO: Thrifted DK Christmas Socks

As you can imagine, it wad a busy weekend here at Chez Wandering Cat. Saturday was Hallowe’en and Sunday has Hallowe’en clean up. We had a great night with just over 150 trick or treaters. And now all the skeletons (including Mr. 12 Footer) are tucked safely back in the crawl space until next year.

Despite the business of the weekend, I did manage to finish the second sock.

As noted previously, the yarn was thrifted so I have no idea what it is. (no labels on any of it). I’m pretty sure it’s acrylic, and I’m pretty sure its DK. It wasn’t the nicest to knit with, but I was working a fairly tight gauge so that was part of it. The other is the tinsel thread – I always find those a little harder on the hands.

But the colours are lovely, and the sparkle is great! It doesn’t show as well in these photos.

I love the combo of pink, burgundy and deep pine green for Christmas – it has a very Victorian feel.

And now these are tucked away in the gift box. I’ll wrap them up in another month or so. Now it’s time to make a festive pair for myself!