By now the shadows had disappeared, the sun was hidden behind by the dark leaden clouds and a grey cloak had seemed to suck the colour from the surroundings. The wind howled through the cracks and voids of the ruined abbey, biting our hands and faces as it swirled around us.
This tactile and atmospheric place would make any creative juices run wild, so I could easily imagine an author looking up to this charismatic ruin and writing one of the best horror stories of all time.
With a grave yard as old as this and the wind playing its sinister symphony along the keys of of the graves, the atmosphere would have been perfect for Bram Stoker and the terrifying story of Dracula.
Each corner we took around the Abbey set the imagination running. What might have been had it survived in its glory. But, the ruins themselves are even more interesting. Their bare bones exposed to the elements.
The salts over the centuries have gradually corroded at the carved faces and created ripples in the stone.
The different colours of the stone work have been continuously shaped by the relentless winds.
The Dracula play continued around us but we had to find some form of shelter due to the cold affecting Mumsy's fingers. They were literally blue! (note to self: no matter what the weather, bring gloves!). So while we have a coffee to warm ourselves up, please show yourself around the Abbey - and remember, hide your neck and keep eating the garlic!
You deserve a cuppa after that tour!
I really must apologise for being incredibly bad at blogging etiquette over the last month. I feel as though my life is not my own at the moment after Coco left us, and we are all trying to get back to normal. However, there have been some positives amongst our grief:
♥ Mr Teen passed his driving test first time!
♥ Drum roll please! I have picked up the crochet hook and started putting together a plain and simple square blanket for the new puppy/dog when we find THE one!
♥ I am on the search now for a new furry baby, so I will keep you updated on our search and eventually a new beginning for us all in Sweetbriar's household.