Eglwys Pistyll
Pistyll is a tiny speck on the map of the Llŷn Peninsula in north Wales.
The tiny community grew from a handful to the many hundreds when the local granite quarries prospered, then declined, leaving the graveyard full of inscriptions of families blighted by early death.
Pistyll church was there way way before the quarries, and is still there today, as if untouched by commerce and industry or the ebb and flow of the population; more in tune with the middle ages than modern times. It's dark (the peasants had no need for illumination, as they were illiterate) and the floor is strewn with fragrant rushes (presumably to obscure the human aroma). In this mediaeval time-warp, strangest of all is this window piece, which in its mossy decline, lends some morbid facination.
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