In the past two days we've visited so many sites on the Somme battlefield that my soul is saturated with sacrifice and words are inadequate. We have placed crosses on the edge of a huge mine crater and found the graves of men whose names we know. This scene is typical of all we journey through; in the middle distance you can see the small crescent of graves at Gordons' Dump, once an ammunition dump and now the grave of Gordon Highlanders who died nearby.
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Saturday, May 09, 2009
The Gordons' Dump
In the past two days we've visited so many sites on the Somme battlefield that my soul is saturated with sacrifice and words are inadequate. We have placed crosses on the edge of a huge mine crater and found the graves of men whose names we know. This scene is typical of all we journey through; in the middle distance you can see the small crescent of graves at Gordons' Dump, once an ammunition dump and now the grave of Gordon Highlanders who died nearby.
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Hi Christine. I've just posted my first Somme blog.
ReplyDeleteChris, I cannot even begin to imagine looking on such a place. To visit a cemetery and see the headstone of a loved one is often so sobering...but this...
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