Churchyards

Every Christmas Mrs S and I visit the churchyards where our respective parents rest with memorials that give us a touchstone to memories of families and all the good things that have happened over many years. This may sound cheesy but we find pausing for a few minutes in beautiful churchyards brings us fond memories of our mothers and fathers and give an anchor in a mad world. 

Changing the mood drastically the photo society had a fun Zoom party this evening trying to spot which of us had taken submitted photos. We get used to our styles but it was fascinatingly difficult to work out who had taken what. See extra.