tree of life

A church, a graveyard, a hotel and several holiday cottages, that is, according to Wikipedia, the extent of Kirkton of Glenisla in Angus. The above-mentioned graveyard is a beautiful one, with old stones and serene views. There are many trees within the graveyard and that has a reason, in Kirkton of Glenisla, trees are planted... Continue Reading →

the turf of St. Mary’s

The Isle of Skye, Scotland’s beautiful wild island, where the majestic Cuillins loom and where the old tell tales of days long gone. An ancient place, mythical and magic. The northern, windswept part of the island is called Trotternish, a place-name that tells of Norse invasions long before our time. The village of Dunvegan is... Continue Reading →

the form of death

Death has no form, no shape, no pattern, texture or layout. Graveyards do. They have quite distinct forms, shapes and patterns. So do gravestones. It is an angular world the dead are buried in: regular walled rectangles, or squares, even; occasionally later editions forming triangles or yet another rectangle. A straight line of graves seems... Continue Reading →

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