Friday, October 06, 2006
Visiting Nana.......we are blessed that the graveyard my Mother [and brother and nephew] are buried in is a mile up the Lane from our home. I have always gained such a sense of peace from graveyards and the children and I visit this one often. We sometimes like to walk through the oldest section and try to read the stones. Some of them are over 200 years old. We read their names and try to imagine their lives. It is also a great way to reinforce math skills and the children and quickly work out the math and find the age at which the person on the headstone was at the time of their death, based on the year of the birth and the year of their death.
This is Emma Sage and her cousin Rori visiting on the last day the 'Irish' were here before they headed back home. The easiness of these two reminded me of the beauty of childhood............and that life is truly precious.