A Walk Through the Garden of Death

Above: a sarcophagus and a sphinx, both symbols of death, stand atop the pillars at either end of the cemetery’s western edge. My favourite place in York is the cemetery. It is not because I have a particular taphophilia – that is, an interest in cemeteries, grave markers, and the trappings of death and funeralsContinue reading “A Walk Through the Garden of Death”