Black bull gravescolours, post. edit

This is the back of the Black Bull Hotel in Haworth, where Branwell Bronte used to hang out drinking, he would cross the graveyard of the parsonage and sneak in through the back window, maybe one of these? I love the way the graves seem to be creeping up on the building itself, maybe even getting in through one of those windows.....

[Mary Downing Hahn]

You and I have similar imaginations. When I visited Haworth I wondered if the tombstones moved closer together for comfort over the years. Or if they secretly multiplied -- there were so many crowded together, shoulder to shoulder.