ST. NICHOLAS CHURCH
GODSTONE, KENT
JUNE 14 2008
In life they revelled in the majesty of nature's bounty, from purer days when time stood still and the stresses and strains of a frenetic pace barely troubled thier minds.
Fathers, sons, mothers and daughters cherished and respected in all too fleeting moments in time, blighted by the sickness of poverty and disease, the dangers of childbirth and the brevity of life expectancy.
Centuries pass by as seconds in the ticking clock of mankind's existence on this Earth, and now there are none to tend dutifully to thier ancestor's graves. Demographic necessity, family feuds and ending bloodlines leave distant memories and dishevelled, overgrown monuments in decaying splendor.
Slowly and surely, mother nature reclaims what is rightfully hers, with spiralling strands of spindly vine, permeating the crumbling fibres of toppling headstones, and eroding words which now fade like distanrt memories of the people who once dwelt here.
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FORGET ME NOT
ST. NICHOLAS CHURCH GODSTONE, KENT JUNE 14 2008
In life they revelled in the majesty of nature's bounty, from purer days when time stood still and the stresses and strains of a frenetic pace barely troubled thier minds. Fathers, sons, mothers and daughters cherished and respected in all too fleeting moments in time, blighted by the sickness of poverty and disease, the dangers of childbirth and the brevity of life expectancy. Centuries pass by as seconds in the ticking clock of mankind's existence on this Earth, and now there are none to tend dutifully to thier ancestor's graves. Demographic necessity, family feuds and ending bloodlines leave distant memories and dishevelled, overgrown monuments in decaying splendor. Slowly and surely, mother nature reclaims what is rightfully hers, with spiralling strands of spindly vine, permeating the crumbling fibres of toppling headstones, and eroding words which now fade like distanrt memories of the people who once dwelt here.
comments (27)
So beautifully photographed . .
FLOOG: Many thanks, AG
Beautiful ... I like old graveyards very much. The natural lighting is great !
FLOOG: Thanks, Cako.
There is a certain lure from graveyards, and this one features many from the late 1700's and early 1800's which fascinate me.
A splendid capture of this old fashioned grave marker. The light, shadows, and growth are so fitting. As a genealogy researcher I've walked through many cemeteries reading inscriptions and sadly noting unmarked graves. Your words convey the essence of this place and many others so well. Nicely done.
FLOOG: Good morning, Sherri, and many thanks.
Great use of the natural light here Paul. I like the framing and the composition with the use of the tree, very well done.
FLOOG: Watcha Scotia.
Thank you, kind sir. The tree offered such a beautiful natural shade, with the sunlight beaming down all around us. I've visited this church and graveyard for several decades now, and it still strikes me as beautiful, and sad in equal measures.
Yes, a beautiful picture. There's something about graveyards; so many memories locked up in one place. A place for reflection but sometimes also a little inspiration too.
FLOOG: A very good morning to you, JT. And many thanks.
Yes, you summed it up perfectly. Reflection and inspiration. Speaking personally, death holds no fear for me, it's a natural conclusion and so long as a life has been enjoyed, and lived to the full, I believe we could ask for nothing more. Seeing some of the gravestones from the 1700's and 1800's and the tragedy's within the short life spans, reinforces my belief that we should live every day as though it were our last, and love every minute of our existence. We were in Rye yesterday and a huge white wedding was in full swing in the beautiful town church, amidst the glorious architecture and stunning old gravestones.... Life goes on, as they say, and a glorious contrast. The fish and chips were good thre too.... ha ha
I rather like wandering around old graveyards like this. Grateful that I still can
FLOOG: Typicicalness...... I have just looked this up in the Oxford book of modern terminology and it states:
"A Bill-ism, used to describe something of a typical nature, such as English church graves. The American variant being Typicalizationalism, the French being Le Teepiliculneez" So there ya go! Ha ha
Astonishing beauty in this image, Paul. Somehow, the "overgrown" aspect depicted is appropriate for graveyards.
Really enjoyed the lush phraseology of your prose, too.
FLOOG: A very good morning to you, Ray.
Many thanks, sir. You are so right, the overgrown nature of the graveyards here really lend an element of age and atmosphere to the, already historic stones.
Beautiful photograph, beauriful prose. A marriage made in heaven.
FLOOG: Good morning Gingeybaby, and many thanks
Terrific capture of these old headstones.
FLOOG: Hi Aussie. Thank you most kindly
Another perfect picture reflecting peace and tranquility.
FLOOG: Good morning, Sheila. Many thanks
Wonderful capture of a place which I find facinating to visit. I really like the composition and the lighting!
FLOOG: Thanks Richard, you are most kind
Well I don't know if I would venture into a grave yard, but I think you definitely did it justice. sharp detail and I feel like I'm right there under that tree looking at the graves. great job
FLOOG: Hi Ade, and many thanks for commenting
Really nice photo. I like how it is looking through the leaves at the old gravestones.
FLOOG: Hello Andy, and many thanks for taking the time to visit and comment
yes when ever my daughter is feeling sorry for herself i tell her to go for a walk round the grave yard
beautiful shot Paul love the light and natural framing, well done
FLOOG: Good afternoon, Tim. Yes, wake up - check. Still breathing - check. Ah, then it's a bonus! Ha ha
Serenity all over, this is wonderfull, love the sun/shadow in this beautiful picture.
FLOOG: You are very kind, many thanks Astrid
Nature's reclaimation! Beautiful, natural light shot. There is just peace here, not that sinister creepy sense you can sometimes get once the lights go down.
FLOOG: It's funny, but I've never had a problem with visiting graveyards, even ones with no lighting at night. Maybe it's the Heathen in me! ha ha.
As you say, I see peace and tranquility, fond memories and tragic tales all interwoven in the natural story of life and death that we are all a part of. Many thanks for commenting, Karima
Excellent capture Paul, lots of mood and atmosphere and an oh so true narrative to go with it.
FLOOG: Thank you most kindly, Brian
Nice one and well spotted Paul
FLOOG: Many thanks, Nigel
Lovely words. A peaceful
scene. The leaves with their light and shade framing this picture make it for me. Well done FLOOG.
FLOOG: Good evening Wuz. I'm glad that you like it. Many thanks for commenting
Graveyards are always good places for making atmospheric photographs - the more overgrown the better. And what better symbol to mark absence than the cross? I like the way that the main cross is in shadow, whilst all the others are lit up.
Ingrid
FLOOG: Hi Ingrid. Yes, the natural lighting seemed so apt to me, and this particular headstone told a very aged tale.
Thanks very much for commenting
To me, the slow decline of a place of memory with nature being allowed to take over ... in a controlled way is quite fitting. This is a lovely image Paul.
richard
FLOOG: Hi, Richard. I agree absolutely with you. There is a charm and character found in the deformation of the headstones, and indeed the fading words as nature reclaims the land.
Many thanks for commenting
Wonderful capture of the graveyard. Especially the way you've captured the light and the shadow!
FLOOG: Good evening, Martie. many thanks for taking the time to visit and comment
Great capture, sober and tactful ...
Great respects, Paul.
FLOOG: Merci, Fabrice, vous êtes très gentil
Least we ever forget! Lovely emotive shot .
FLOOG: Good evening, Alexandra. Many thanks
Interesting juxtaposition of the 'living' and teh 'dead'. Lovely image.
FLOOG: Hi, Marcie. Many thanks for visiting and commenting
A poignant mix of image and words. Well done on both.
FLOOG: Many thanks, David
A splendid light for a powerful image.
FLOOG: That is most kind, thanks Still
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