‘How we need another soul to cling to.’
– Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
The village church has a somewhat tumbledown graveyard and I have only recently discovered this pair – husband and wife, leaning against each other. Is this by design or have they fallen this way in the centuries since their burial?
Either way, both would now fall without the support of the other and I think that’s kind of wonderful.