There was a time when just walking past a graveyard would send shivers down my back.
But now that I am older I find graveyards are interesting.
They don't generally reveal much, just when someone was born and when they died. But if you stop to look more closely there are more clues. Sometimes who their parents were, who they married, siblings, kids, where they lived and what they did. There can also be clues with icons on their gravestones that reveal more.
I always wonder what the rest of their lives were like because at most a graveyard just reveals a small snapshot of a person's life, not all their joys and sorrows or trials and tribulations.
Anyway, enough musing... a friend knew we were in Ireland and part of her family had come from Ireland, back in the day.
She asked us if we would be near a tiny village called Kildysart.
Well, that simple question led to a "mission"!