The mowers are in action again this morning
And they do keep the place looking pretty tidy, and tidily pretty, for a nineteenth century graveyard
And it gets ever greener outside our window
But the pattern of the week has been grey skies, drizzle, rain, wind and "isn't it a bit chilly for June?". The nearest we got to any excitement was the sighting of a small boy, perhaps only around eight or nine, running about among the headstones in the rain one evening. He was too far off, and light too low, for me to get try taking a photo. And he'd never have heard a shout from up where we are. There was no sign of him being there with anyone, and eventually he wandered off and, presumably, out. Just a bit odd to see such a youngster playing about in a cemetery at nine at night. Maybe it's a new psychological challenge for kids....
Here's a reminder of how nice the place can look when the sun actually shines.
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