Soft, Shining Peace

Silence Falls The echoes die, the smoke-clouds thin and pass, The cannons are, like statues, dumb and cold: Silent the crosses wait, and in the grass The spent shells gleam like gold. All spent he lay and dreamed till the moment came: Now, waking with a cry, he looks, all wonder To see the empty [...]

For the Fallen

ANZAC Day 2016 100 years ago, in the carnage of the Somme battlefield, Bois Grenier, Northern France, my great uncle Rudolph Schulstad wrote in his diary ..... "Commencing at 7.30 until 9.35 pm yesterday, we were under a terrific bombardment, the enemy sending on one sector about 8,000 shells varying from 6 inch to 9.2 inch. One came [...]

Requiem for the Unknown

As you stand in the Tower of the Australian National War Memorial at Villers–Bretonneux in Northern France, and gaze out over the wide rolling green and yellow fields of the Somme, it is difficult to picture in your mind how this landscape appeared to the soldiers who fought here in 1918. Only fading black and white [...]

Travel Theme – Numbers

 Ailsa's Travel Theme this week is Numbers .... Prague Astronomical Clock At the outer edge of the clock, golden Schwabacher numerals are set on a black background. These numbers indicate Old Czech Time (or Italian hours), with 24 indicating the time of sunset, which varies during the year from as early as 16:00 in winter [...]

The Somme Battlefield

Villers-Bretonneux Poziers Le Hamel Theapval  Will they never fade or pass! The mud, and the misty figures endlessly coming in through the foul morass, And the grey flood-water ripping the reeds and grass, And the steel wings drumming. The hills are bright in the sun: There's nothing changed or marred in the well-known places; When [...]