In a country churchyard — 2 Comments

  1. I have a couple of pots of flowers on my mothers parents grave that I keep watered and fed. You know the way the CoCo graveyards are laid out in Ireland. Well what I noticed lately was the ring on a tree nature of the place with lots going in over a very few years. Then a slow one or two a year here and then say 15 years another.
    When my grandfather died he was 11 years older than I am now, shocking isn’t it.

  2. I am increasingly inclined toward Einstein’s concept of past, present and future happening all at once, there being a connection with every moment. Standing at the grave yesterday was to stand at the same moment in the farmyard at Pibsbury.

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