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“TRULY! — TROLLA! — TROLLO!”

Játszó gyermekek — Children playing - Árpád Cserépy (1859–1907) — public domain “TRULY! — TROLLA! — TROLLO!” I watch my children play...

Grey and gently lined

forgive me but these photographs of earlier days only capture a passing reality as day by day I lived with you and never noticed change...

Surrender to a ruin

The farmhouse I pass by the side of this godforsaken mountain road is a ruin, a shell, long abandoned, empty of humanity. Still, you’re...

The thing about stone – Part 2 – Hammers

Watching my father and his men ply their craft, I figured I knew a thing or two about dressing stones. But there’s ‘watching’, and then...

Dust and Diamonds

I must’ve been about eight when I popped the fateful question “Mommy? Are we rich?” My mother turned from the stove, wooden spoon in...

Thief

Unlike my native Flemish, in which you’re simply called a tombstone maker, the English language offers two grand words to describe my...

This Hallowed Ground

To this day, whatever part of the world I’m in, I still can’t walk past a graveyard without some pause, without at least a furtive glance...

Darwin for toddlers

Growing up, every child gets to hear these stories, of cats pouncing on mice, dogs chasing cats, then comes the wolf, and so on. Stories...