I wish I could’ve seen those processions. The evidence of spiritual beliefs in ancient people and their desire to honor the dead.
How can ones dismiss the need for an understanding of the meaning of life and the search for the continuance beyond this material existence.
I have been tracing my family ancestry, and our name goes back to Cumberland up near Carlisle. A big stone circle named Castlerigg stands on the lands they held all the way back to the 14th century. I so want to go and see that one day.