I don’t really celebrate Halloween or Christmas anymore, but for the blogs sake I’ll decorate it up a little bit for everyone soon.Here is a shot I took recently in the old Harriman Cemetery while preparing for a big Halloween blog post later this month. The shot was beautiful, I thought, on its own, but a little special effects from Photo Shop Elements may have made it print worthy. What do you think?
Old cemeteries had ambiance and style, while those new hillside, all in a row, with no head stone places just seem like giant parking lots for coffins. There are no trees to cast spooky shadows, or for moss to hang from, no creaky wrought-iron fences and gates, no aging stately leaning monoliths, no distinction in the grave markers letting you know instantly if the occupant is an adult or a youth, or whether they were rich or poor. I hate political correctness!
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I'm with you on this one. Monotony in a graveyard is such a terrible modern fact - it's as if doing something more expressive and imaginative is to give more power to death - ooh, scary death. I figure that since we've got to die anyway, we may as well do it with style. Once I was flying to see friends in Seattle, and I made husband SWEAR to me that he'd get me a lovely hand-wrought tasteful wooden casket from http://trappistcaskets.com/ if my plane should crash. I told him I'd come back to haunt him if he buried me in some hideous enameled-metallic monstrosity with beastly synthetic satin all around.
This photo is great - I love what you've done with it- the pink tree looks soft and fluffy - looks like a nice place to lay one's earthly bones.
FA - you've been so busy this morning reading back post and I thank you so much for the time and all the great comments. It's for people like you that I continue to do this - my only reward.
Indeed, an old cemetery is a beautiful place. Some of the headstones are very moving. So many stories are buried there.
And yes, the picture is postcard quality.
I'm ready. We never have any trick-or-treaters. We live on a hill by the river and kids would roll off walking up here, heh. When we lived in Trenton, Tennessee we had TONS, I mean BUS LOADS of kids from the entire area and communities. We lived on one of the 'good' streets. ha
Nice picture.
We've got old relatives in several old cool cemeteries around the county going back over a hundred and forty years. Love going there with the folks to put new flowers on them. They have soul. History. The newer ones don't have that feel yet, but they might in a hundred years. Personally plan to be cremated and sprinkled here and there. Divide up my shit and think well of me when you go to the range. I don't celebrate the holidays much anymore ether. they're for kids, and I aint got any. Get a HUGE charge out of scaring folks though, so I can't wait to see what you do with it. Getting ideas now myself.
Also, someone just loaned me the dvd for "Sin City". DAMN! What a hoot.
aw, shucks - it's my pleasure to read your superb blog. I wish I had more time for making the rounds, but I have to take a chunk of time every so often. I try to go through and check everyone on my blog roll at least once a week, but lately it's been more like every 3 weeks. Keep up the good writing. Soon I'll snap a pic of a junk drawer for you, and let you know how we do it downtown! See ya!
By the way, I hope you're keeping a hard copy of all your posts for a family history - a family is blessed by having a poet/storyteller/archivist in its midst - the great-greats you won't see will get a sense of who you are and why your spirit is alive in your good-natured bunch.
Come visit usaer.blogspot.com, the travel blog, for some spooky stories this entire month. Well, except for weekends Take a little trip, take a little trip with me ...
In Mexico cementeries are the spookiest places you can find. No body wants to live near one as more than likely there are stories of how the dead will come and haunt you. The cementery where my grandmother rests is spooky even during the day.
I adore cemeteries, the older the better. There is an interesting one in western Massachusetts, where all the family members are buried in a circle so they can 'see each other'. It's called the Sedgwick Pie.
Interesting tradition Rhea...have never heard that before. Thanks for the comment.
Ditto your comment - I love the conversational aspects of comments after a good post. Love your blog. I really do.
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