WYSIWYG

What You See Is What You Get. This is a journal blog, an explore-blog, a bit of this and that blog. Sharing where the mood takes me. Perhaps it will take you too.

Menoquisitive [men-oh-kwizzy-tiff]; following one's nose

As Mac1 is like myself, open to sudden alterations - and sharp turns left - in the name of excitement and adventure, that enigmatic sign to the 'Kilmodan Carved Stones' was finally followed. I suppose one of the reasons I had not followed it before is that there was no indication of distance. It could have been half way up the back of the farthest mountain as far as anyone would know. Today we were up for that exciting possibility and the adventure it might afford us.

There was a mild disappointment when it turned out the road to destination was but a mile long. However, excitement rekindled when we found ourselves parking outside an old barn, now joinery (another building close by showed a date of 1812) and we had to get out and explore.

To reach the stones of the signpost we had to walk down the church lane, past the manse house. Then it all opened out...




















Over on the far side of the cemetery you see a small white building. That, it transpired, was our destination. To reach it though, we first had to pass the Church. What a find this was!























Kilmodan Church. There had been a previous building dating from the early 17th century, but replaced late 17th by this structure. It is an absolute delight.

As you see here, the space is simple, bounded by three galleries and lit by a centre copula as well as the South-facing windows.

The name Kilmodan comes from the monk Modan who had a 'kil' or cell on the nearby hill. That was back in the time of St Columba, 6th Century. Minister of the church from 1688 was John McLaurin, who had two very famous sons - one a fiery theologian the other a prof of maths at Glasgow Uni and who was a firm friend of Sir Isaac Newton.

The graveyard has stones as early as 14th century (it was so wet underfoot, we couldn't explore this).
























In fact, just reaching to the 'lapidarium' was a damp and gooey adventure in excitement. Nearly landed on my backside twice - flashbacks to Choppington Woods episode... what did we find when we reached???

9 comments:

  1. Wow, that would be a treasure of a find! Love exploring!

    Your Pals,

    Murphy & Stanley

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  2. What a Beautiful Church. The Simplicity makes it seem Elegant.

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  3. Love checking out old gravestones, got lost in a one in France a few years back, it was huge and it was hard to find the way out.
    Merle.....................

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  4. Hello, the church is lovely. I like to check out the old gravestones too.
    Happy Sunday, enjoy your new week ahead!

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  5. I love this little church.... it hasn't to be decorated with gold and and it hasn't to touch the sky to be a place of contemplation...

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  6. Aaah, what did you find??

    Love the church, although it looks like they have a strange lay-out inside. To my eyes anyway.

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  7. That is indeed a fine wee church.
    But what did you find next…..?

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