lest we forget

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

Lest we forget.

If you are Australian you will of course know today is Anzac Day, where we commemorate fallen soldiers and those that serve our country. The day refers to the landing of Australian troops at Gallipoli in WW1 specifically but in general pays homage to all those that have lost their life in service to our country, and those that still serve today.

There is something so very haunting about The Last Post.

Our little community holds a small service every year (well, nearly) with the school children speaking and reading. Its short and sweet but just perfect. We then have a little morning tea and get together. This year I rode with other community members, leading the march on horseback. There is just something about seeing those horses (representing the Lighthorsemen) leading the way with the Australian Flag blowing in the breeze. I'll photograph it next year. 

Although the old horses who could just about do it without riders don't look all that excited. And I never said we were drilled or polished. (I must get my own hat, I was wearing my husbands)

some of the kids; they had been practising their little bits at school, Angus said he had to "put the fing on the rock and fink about the soldiers". I think I may have mentioned before about how literal this boy is.

Raising and lowering of the flag to half mast, at the memorial rock.

And there we go, Anzac Day done for another year. My sister in law took these photos with my little camera and I thank her for snapping them for me, anything is better than nothing!