Stones

I often walk along this pathway high above fields which lie alongside River Tweed, and noticed before this one stone standing upright beneath the hedge as if it had been placed there deliberately. This March I saw that small daffodils and crocuses had been planted here, and that there were in fact three stones; and I realised then that this was probably a pets’ graveyard, and that the animals had been placed there as they had often walked this path. You see benches marked with the names of people who once enjoyed to sit on a particular spot overlooking the silvery Tweed.  And I suppose that this little graveyard is a similar memento.

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Small Abandoned Shoe

There is a place where I walk, a slope beneath a little hill, where shoes seem to get abandoned. I have no idea why people keep losing their shoes. This child’s shoe has been there a long time. Where did the laces go?

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