Tag: cemeteries
In the Howff
Hares or rabbits? You tell me. I’m guessing from the white tail, rabbits. Seagulls a plenty, starlings, a magpie I couldn’t quite capture with the phone. I was struck by their proximity to the grave of a veterinarian. Wee daisies. And unexpected augmentation of a cherub. Such a peaceful oasis in central Dundee.
Gothic Mists
It would have been a crime to waste this beautiful misty morning late in the year, and after all I was dropping off the recycling at the transfer station nearby, so a little jaunt through Hudson City Cemetery seemed just the thing.
Cedar Park Cemetery
What a lovely day for the tour. I found much to interest me in this local cemetery — and maybe even inspire a story or two. Thank to the Hudson Library for sponsoring this tour by Kelley Drahushuk from Spotty Dog Books & Ale. Anna and I had a great time learning some history and finding…
Grissel Jaffray’s Stone
In the Howff this stone has come to be called the headstone of Grissel Jaffray, last witch executed in Dundee. It’s not her headstone, but who am I to mess with tradition? There is of course a formal memorial for her as well. Besides, the cemetery is full of lovely sights. You should probably visit…
A Gardener’s Grave
Wandering in the Howff today to loosen up my brain a little after some intense work on my latest essay (Celtic themes in Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell). Just sent off the essay, so I though I would share some of the fruits of my wander. I’m always discovering things I hadn’t noticed before. What a…
Edinburgh: A Cold Morning
Miss Wendy and I arrived at night and had a terrific meal at Howie’s Waterloo which included a divine cullen skink and gave me the chance to say ‘I’ll have the pheasant’ which is not too common for me. In the morning we started with the Old Calton Burial Ground, which I visited on my…
June Snapshots
While I’m busy with my conference, here are some lovely photos: the Howff, progress on the V&A and the rail station, fascinating exhibit at the McManus, graduation with the penguins, and of course that cheeky gal.
K. A. Laity 