The Quiet Ripple Defines The Pond

I Cleaned My Father’s Grave August 12, 2013 - (0)
So my Father and Grandfather and other relatives are buried in a cemetery on the hill above Clachan. I went to pay homage. To my dismay, my family tombs were besmirched with seagull faeces and encrusted with lichen. My Grandfather’s and Grandmother’s gravestone is no longer legible due to vegetation and decay. Ancestor worship is […]
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