Fallen angel.

Warriston cemetery has a hidden overgrown section. The head stones have been abused and the youngsters have made dens and found places to sit and socialise in exactly the same way we did back in my day. 

Ivy, nettles, plantain and bramble have taken over. The trees hang over the paths trodden through the undergrowth and song birds chirrup and whistle in the green canopy above. 

It is a very peaceful place.