They say that when you take time to stop and smell the roses, everything finds its perspective (or sometimes the perspective finds you).
Yesterday, I posted the following Silent Sunday photo (the monochrome one) :
Well, both these photos were taken on the same day in roughly the same location. If you look closely to the black and white photo, you may just see the headstone in the middle of the thistlesin the bottom right hand quarter.
So apart from the obvious point that the colour makes, what is a sombre place look a lot brighter, interestingly enough, just because this is a graveyard does not a sombre place it make. (forgive the grammatical errors…I am trying to make a point).
Our boys (and many of their friends) have spent loads of happy times playing hide and seek and running about with a squeak and a squeal added for good measure. They are respectful in that they don’t walk all over the graves(and they don’t play if someone is visiting to pay their respects!), but they do use the headstones as hiding aids along with the long grasses, trees and ditches that are on the borders of the church yard.
They have somehow even managed to get many a grown up (young and old) to either help in their searches or assist in the difficulty in finding an easy target or giving a few red herrings.