Saturday, October 15, 2011

A stroll in a graveyard


I love to walk through graveyards, especially older ones. The tombstones have such stories to tell. This graveyard near Elkhart Illinois features a lovely chapel.


Hand pointing to heaven.


Modern version, not quite as artistic but gets the job done.


I really like this simple hand. Maybe, I'll have a stone like that some day (yes, I know I'm going to be creamated but I insist on a memorial stone somewhere.)


Poignant handclasp.


If you look closely, you can see the weeping willow, another grief emblem.


I was impressed by the elaborate carvings on this stone.


Do you think Nashua was a trucker?


This guy doesn't just rate a stone...


he has a bridge!


Anybody else wonder where the heck Mr. Morton ended up?!

4 comments:

CrimsonLeaves said...

I think Nashua must have just loved trucks. 4 years old is a wee bit of small to be driving himself, yes? LOL Poor little man. I know his parents still miss him.

I too love older graveyards and have been know to take photos and pull over while in a car just to walk through, pay respects, and imagine those lost lives.

Paula K. Cravens said...

well duh, I missed checking the dates. Good on you Crimson leaves. Wish you were here to swish the graveyard leaves with me.

CrimsonLeaves said...

Now I suspect we'd have a blast creating...recreating lives, and wondering aloud together! I'll have to do a cemetery post again soon...

Mary Sheehan Winn said...

I noticed that too. The first thing I want to know is the age of the deceased.
Oh, the babies are so hard though.
I'm also a Cemetery 'haunt'. The stones are so beautiful and there are so many stories. I have a photo of the most incredible weeping angel stone. I will share it sometime.