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Druids Occidental Cemetery
All photos copyright Stephen Martin

We were driving down to Occidental
for lunch. I saw an ancient cabin way down one of the sloping hills amidst the
cluster of redwoods. "Pull over, Shelley," I said. Stepping out of the car to
find it proved futile... I never saw the cabin again. But a cemetery
came into view while walking around... which we'd overlooked while driving.

The presence of spirits was clear
though we could not see them with our eyes.



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