"Gran'maman? The flowers. Where do they all go?" "Regardez là! On the hilltop!" "Oh! He picks them!" "Oui, for his soldier. A déposer sur sa tombe -- to lay on his grave." "But why? The war is over, Gran'mama." "N'oublions pas, ma chère. Lest we forget." *********** Production Notes: This one was a happy accident that I first mistook for a disaster until I realized what the dog was doing. Then everything else fell into place. Yes, I do know there are probably better translations of the song. This is the one that I learned. I also know the proper French for Grandmother, but Mme. Vernet's favorite grandchild is part English and so ... Created/rendered with a local install of Stable Diffusion 1.5. Base image required minimal postwork to fix a poppy that was missing its middle. The final composition was done in Photoshop CS2 and Paintshop Pro.