tempus fugit

By ceridwen

Above and below

A family weekend was an opportunity to scale the local heights of Carn Ingli mountain from whence the 360 degree view of the surrounding coast and valleys never fails to take the breath away. From afar the little chapel called Caersalem (see extra) resembles a toy-town building set in a sheep-studded chequerboard of fields. I once blipped the very same sight line  in reverse.  Rows of gravestones  mark the resting place of deceased chapel goers- and there's space for more, if you're a member of the congregation. 

Many of us are not signed up to any particular faith or place of worship so the disposal of our physical remains is more a matter of personal choice or convenience. Carn Ingli, the mystical Angel Mountain, is a local landmark that has become a popular spot for the scattering of human ashes. As we approached the rocky peak  we saw wilted flowers   - and a quantity of tell-tale white particles sprinkled all around. My elder son bent down to take a closer look and a dozy lizard, taking advantage of the chilly February sun, bumped into his hand (second extra). I'm not sure whether the arrival of this material in the lizard's habitat was a welcome or a disturbing factor in its early waking from dormancy.

In recent years there has been a request for people not to scatter ashes on mountain tops as the increasing amount is harming the fragile ecosystem of such specialized locations. Personally I'm not sure that this narrow summit, a popular destination for a Sunday leg-stretch,  makes an ideal spot for disposal, especially as the winds can be unpredictable here.  
Advice such as this  makes alternative recommendations, of which disposal at sea, either in open water or on shore lines, seems to be the best option, and one I would be quite happy with. 
What are your thoughts on the matter?

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