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Showing posts with label cemetery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cemetery. Show all posts

Friday, October 30, 2009

A Walk in the Cemetery.

I thought that on this day before Halloween (I would do it tomorrow but tomorrow is Six Word Saturday and I don't want to miss it) I would take you on a walk with me through my favorite "haunt." Our local cemetery.

Join me, won't you?

I think that this spot right here(below) is the creepiest looking spot in the cemetery right now. I just love how the trees look old and gnarled and the leaves are all over the ground.


As I was walking I came across this tombstone:

Notice anything odd about that stone? Maybe the dates on Mrs. Butler's side? Born 1858, died 19 - Nothing. Did she never die? Is this woman 151 years old? Strange.
I ran across another one like this also.
Born 1871 and never died. Cool.
This stone below is unusual for a reason. I mean, sure it looks old and all. Date of death says May 1907. That's not what's odd about this stone though. It's the location that is strange.
This picture is the view from the stone in the previous picture. See those trees way out there? That's the rest of the cemetery. For some reason this guy was buried Way far away from everyone else. All by himself. Perhaps this was the John Wakefield of our town? (Harper's Island viewers will get that reference.)
Well, thanks for coming with me on my little walk. Feel free to have a seat on the dark and creepy little stone bench and take a breather.
Happy Halloween!!!

Sunday, October 18, 2009

What will your tombstone say?

As some of you may know I like to take my walks around our local cemetery. It's very quite and peaceful and beautiful there and it's set up perfectly for lots of walking.

Anyway, while I'm walking I sometimes read the dates or the epitaphs on the stones. I saw one once that was kind of disturbing to me. I've only ever seen nice, sweet and thoughtful epitaphs on tombstones until I noticed this one. I don't even like walking by it because it freaks me out. I'm not sure exactly what it means but this is what it says:

"You have wrapped yourself in a great egret silence and have walked into a night
without words."


I don't know about you but I don't think I would want that on my tombstone. I don't plan on walking "into a night without words" when I die. I plan on spending eternity with my Lord. It bugs me when I read this because I can only think of one place that remotely fits the description on this epitaph.

I hope you're ready and if something should happen they can put something on your tombstone that will bring comfort to those that pass by and not the creeps.