Stonehenge and Musings on the Day of the Dead

Rambles in England, Part 4

I’m writing this on Halloween, All Hallow’s Eve, Samhain, on the cusp of the season when traditionally the veil between the worlds thins and the presence of the dead can be felt. Which is not a scary thing—witness the celebrations in Mexico for Dia de los Muertos (actually 3 days) when the spirits of loved ones visit to impart advice or prayers, and when families picnic in the cemetery, build shrines with offerings and mementos, and tend the graves of loved ones. Cul...