Originally built around 1100, St-Dunstan-in-the-East was a Church of England parish on St. Dunstan’s hill, halfway between London Bridge and the Tower of London. The church was severely damaged during the Blitz, with only the tower, steeple, and north and south walls remaining.
   The Londoners, however, rallied round and turned a wreckage into something wonderful. A lawn and trees were planted in the ruins and a fountain in the middle of the nave, and the site was made into a public garden with occasional open-air services. I would so definitely go to an open-air service here. This is just my opinion, but I feel much closer to God (or the spiritual, or whatever you wish to call it) within ruins and wilderness than amongst the confines of man-made buildings. (yorkshirestacked on flickr)


Whitby Abbey, a monastic memory on the wild Eastern coast of Yorkshire. Slowly crumbling, its presence serves to remind us of times past and poses a warning for the future. Nothing is certain, we are all drifting through time.



ruins by the sea, arnold bocklin, 1880

tempestuous solitude

Belchite Night | Belchite, Aragon, Spain©  David Martin Castan
Ravaged by Time by `Emerald-Depths
Opaque  by  andbamnan