Sunday, 26 May 2013

Day 358

I read during the week that there's a German military cemetery about ten miles from my home, so I thought I'd go and have a look. Turns out I've ridden past it hundreds of times in the last eight years. It's a small cemetery: inconspicuous, easily missed, and silent but for the sounds of the wind and the stream that runs past it; a very peaceful resting place for the hundred and thirty four Germans buried there.