Photo-a-Day (Tuesday, 7th March, 2023)
Big Stones Little Stones
I wonder how long the the large stone has been by the church & if it was a piece of stone not used when the church was built. Makes a very interesting pic with the bright yellow daffodils Poet.
PS...just read the history of St Wifrids on Wikipedia.....never thought it was dated so far back in time. An amazing listed building.
I like the rough and readiness of the stone.
I wonder what the Stone Mason/Coffin Maker would think of his handiwork today filled with daffodils instead of old bones. The old stone reminds me of the one where I live that John Wesley preached from.
That's lovely! If ever youth and age go beautifully together, it's in ancient churchyards and fresh spring daffodils. They complement each other so well. I love a stroll around a churchyard at daffodil time.
The large boulder was found at a depth of 11ft, or, to you 'new kids on the block', 3.35 metres. It was found in 1895 during renovation works and stands inscribed to that effect near entrance door of the church next to the very ancient sarcophagus .
Veronica , John Wesley preached about 50 yards from here on the cross in the Market Square around 1750.
Poet - What a lovely restful photo. I can imagine sitting there and taking time out to reflect. Flowers enhance everything - the daffodils complement the stone and bring the 'pink' out. Love it.
On Our Way
Two came by today ,
Like foreign planes on reconnaissance ,
Pioneers in Napoleonic coats
Performing half rolls and Immelmann turns
Before coming to rest on the church porch gable ,
Their clockwork warbles whirring
Like tiny engines . Just the Avant Garde for now
But a sign the gulp are on their way .
Good to sit on the bench in the march sun
And watch the Flying Circus .
The young spring robins by the ancient coffin
Have never seen their like before .
He certainly got around Roy that Preacher John Wesley. I am trying to find a book to read about his exploits. I suppose I could look on good old Google.
Two events have been mixed up here. As you say, Roy, the story of the erratic boulder is inscribed upon it - it was dug up when the churchyard was being extended in 1895. There's pic of it being hauled up in the Album. The sarcophagus was dug up when they were building the new vestries at the East end of the church (on the site of old graves) in 1913.
This photo has gone on the other site already.. they must like it as well.
Veronica, I have a book about John Wesley in Wigan IF...I can find it you can borrow it.
Thank you very much Ron that is very kind of you. I’ll email my address to you if you find it. Then I’ll post it back to you.
Veronica email me your address and I'll dig it out..
I posted this image a few years ago.
Lovey photo poet, spring is round the corner. What's this other site Veronica, I don't know about? xx
I tell you what, anybody who tried to lift that bolder would end up with big stones.
When they found this stone originally, there was still some writing on it that went..
"When I found this bl--dy stone
I could not shift it on my own
So I left it here for you to find it
You"ll find MY stones just behind it".
Fred Flintstone circa 1700 and frozen to death.
Why do some people always have to bring things down to gutteer-level?
I hope you know that’s not my post everybody.
Just some sick troll who can’t even spell either ..
I have a feeling someone is trying to make it look as if Veronica has commented by using the name "Veronimo". I can assure you that it isn't Veronica, and if an "Ireeno" suddenly makes an appearance ,I assure you it isn't me! Neither of us hide behind "nicknames". If you have anything to say, at least let us know who is saying it.
Normal habitat of a troll curiously is underneath a stone. It’s probably been disturbed Irene, perhaps it can crawl back underneath that one … if not it can go under the Sar , sorc, Soph,.socaph. Oh! never mind ! Inside that coffin with the daffodils….it’s probably a Roman troll anyway with a name like that…;o))