On the road from Sunny Corner to Dark Corner there is a shady, mowed glen in the centre of the thick forest where graves struggle to hold their own against the encroaching trees.
The first burials date from the time of the mining boom 1885 and the latest 1950 (already 60 years ago)
The message on this gravestone says:
Time has passed and still we miss them
Words would fail our love to tell
But in heaven we hope to meet them
Jesus doeth all things well.
I say Amen to that.
Today's post, artfully designed to fall on a Tuesday, is part of Taphophile Tragics. Go visit an incredible range of graves from many places and many faiths other there.