Tidying up

Our church was open today and the Union Flag was flying at half mast on the pole outside. I took a peek inside, there was a memorial to the soldiers from the village who fell at the first world war. The church stayed open all day for those wanting to mark the occasion and pay their respects. 

I walk through the churchyard nearly every day, and so do a lot of other people. It's a short cut to the High Street, and people use it to go out the back gate onto the hills, a favourite place to walk dogs. Between the footpath and the wall are lots of memorial plaques placed there by the families of relatives who have been cremated. 

Every time I walk by I think it could do with a tidy up. Some of the little plots are tended regularly by family members who are still resident in the village, but I guess some people have moved away, so those plots are a bit overgrown with grass and weeds. I kept thinking it's a shame, because you can't read the name of the person who has died. 

Now I don't know if these people were involved in any wars, I don't know if they fought for their country, but I thought, what does it matter, they should still have a tidy little plot where their name can be read. So I have decided to adopt this little corner of the churchyard. I will keep it tidy for the relatives of the deceased who can no longer visit. 

I took my shears, a kneeling pad, and a bag for the grass clippings, and made a start. 

Looks a lot better now the names can be seen. I'll go back tomorrow and finish it off.
Toodle pip.