nd had crossed the Ord, the southern border of their country, on a Monday, it was from now on an unwritten law that no Sinclair should wear green or possess the stupidity to cross the border on a Monday.
The story takes place a long time ago. A young knight named Burkhart Keller was in love with a young woman who lived on the other side of the forest, he often went to visit her in the evenings As befits a knight, he had a servant. You don’t want to roam through dark forests alone, not even as a knight, do you?
Hirsau was an important Benedictine abbey, an extensive ground including a graveyard where only few stones have remained. The name proper is St. Peter and Paul, Hirsau as it is known localy, is the name of the village. Hirsau was once one of the most important monasteries in Germany. At the time of its construction […]
Graveyards are a place of beauty, integrity and peace. Respect for the deceased and for those mourning the dead is of utmost importance to me. This blog is interested in the beauty of Scottish graveyards, it features well-known and nearly forgotten stories about people, graves, customs and crimes of the past, the echoes of a nation. Please leave feedback and comment freely on Graveyards of Scotlandbut with respect and consideration. Thank you!