Hebden Bridge to Heptonstall
July 17th 2015 Walking to the station in Sheffield to catch the 8:22 to Leeds and on to Hebden Bridge. A first. The early morning warm, muggy, faintly-damp air lends itself to the feel of 'after a monsoon' but it is summer in South Yorkshire.
A young man sits opposite me on the Leeds train. He's bright-white shirted with a fold ironed down the sleeves with the neck tightly buttoned and fastened with a sm
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Tara Cloud
A lovely journey back in time
So evocative of the past were your descriptions and photos of the old village, the ancient cobbled path and especially the old graveyard with a view. I also love the deep silence of graveyards and reading the tombstones. But when I saw Sylvia's solitary, weed-choked grave and read the words on her stone, I was overcome with tears. So thoughtful of you to bring Anais to read to her.