Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
the carriage held but just ourselves
and Immortality
~Emily Dickinson~
A sunny afternoon visit to a cemetary yields some fascinating stones:
Creepy moments: the moseleum was locked but just inside the door were several caskets awaiting burial. Too strange to pass up a photo, but don't think I'm a total weirdo.
Also very creepy was the discovery of an old tomb at the back top of the cemetary. The door was doubly sealed with cement. I could tell because of the holes in the cement where someone had tried to get in. Two layers of thick cement to keep a tomb closed...interesting....
4 comments:
jayme,
these are terrific.i love the 3rd one and the one of the caskets.
you had a very productive photography outing.
great job!!!
Big fan, as you know! Any place where people are dying to get in has to be a great place to photograph! I know..that joke died! Very nice photos and happy that you enjoyed the peacefulness that a cemetery provides.
I love the first image (the cross) the best. The texture is amazing...it seems to come alive in your photo. I think you should collect "crosses"...you're off to a great start! :-)
P.S. I also love the Emily Dickinson poem.
Nice detail images of the cemetery. My favorite is the zooming one, followed by the second one.
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