Coralroot, a rare beauty among the old graves

North Wessex Downs, Hampshire Cow parsley and common vetch crowd around the carved words of grief and remembranceMy right hand, flushed with warmth after a day’s walking, is refreshed at the touch of the stone gate post. Standing at the entrance of an abandoned church, I can see it has been worn marble-smooth by the hands of the long-vanished faithful. Centuries of their feet, too, have passed this way and carved a dip into the threshold of one of its ancient doorways. Although they are fa