Descending the stone steps we enter the crypt, the largest in Europe.  The air is cooler and smells damp.  Lines of squat Norman pillars, almost a thousand years old, recede in the subterranean light.  Overhead, low romanesque vaults support the unimaginable weight of the cathedral. 

Many of the pillars are incised with chevron patterns.  Some of the capitals have been elaborately carved.  Down here, away from clerical influence, the subject of a carving was left to the whim of the artisans.  On one capital mythical creatures encircle the stone, playing musical instruments.

                                        the music of
                                       a winged goat

Blithe Spirit 23.4


About Rob

Amateur photographer and haijin.
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