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Gathering the Soils

The Victory Garden, located immediately in front of the Plaza's stage, is comprised of soils from over 200 battlefields, installations, and American military cemeteries from around the world. These soils have been lovingly gathered at various times and locations from around the world, and have been transported to arrive at this place, our community's plaza. These soils come from battlefields, installations, and American military cemeteries around the world and are now joined together with our Colorado soil to provide nourishment and sustenance for the beautiful plants and flowers that adorn this garden. These soils will sustain life now and in the future. Soils that, like many of the veterans who have added them to our garden, have seen the horror and ugliness of war. Now they have come to our plaza to rest in the beauty and solitude that only a garden can bring. Soils that once witnessed mortality, now and forever, spring life. On occasion, our garden will even have poppies germinated from original seeds from Flanders Fields, Ypres, Belgium.

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Victory Garden Interactive Soils Map

Soil Safety - Protecting Colorado

The Victory Garden is made up of soil from around the world, which means we need to make sure that it is safe for our Colorado plants and wildlife. Do not worry. We too love our Colorado nature! That is why we partner with the Soils Department at Colorado State University (CSU) to ensure every soil we add to our garden is clean and safe.Before any soil encounters our Colorado nature, we ship that soil to CSU's “Soils Department,” which ensures that there are no insidious microbes hanging around. If you'd like to know more about the process, feel free to reach out through our contact page.

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Major John McCrae, May 1915