Stone crosses are ubiquitous in this part of the world and can be found in the most unexpected places. I have had the experience of encountering an ornately chiselled stone crucifix deep in a forest several kilometers away from the nearest settlement, which is probably why this image resonates with me. Granted, I was not walking in the forest at night, but the overall experience of finding a cross in the middle of "nowhere" was still moving nonetheless.
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Blogs/Sites I Read
Bruce Charlton's Notions
Meeting the Masters
From The Narrow Desert
Twisting the Tail of the Cosmos
Deep Britain and Ireland