tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551213332508235006.post142793522092951244..comments2023-12-26T10:11:22.402-08:00Comments on Crazy Ravens Studio: A stroll in a graveyardCrazy RAvens Studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13899701743108985403noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551213332508235006.post-52836404417955508362011-10-21T16:16:17.208-07:002011-10-21T16:16:17.208-07:00I noticed that too. The first thing I want to know...I noticed that too. The first thing I want to know is the age of the deceased.<br />Oh, the babies are so hard though. <br />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.Mary Sheehan Winnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07739304038978908921noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551213332508235006.post-24095354636381377722011-10-17T03:25:48.855-07:002011-10-17T03:25:48.855-07:00Now I suspect we'd have a blast creating...rec...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...Autumn Leaveshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04010044052621228719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551213332508235006.post-25637782920751638012011-10-16T07:03:15.129-07:002011-10-16T07:03:15.129-07:00well duh, I missed checking the dates. Good on you...well duh, I missed checking the dates. Good on you Crimson leaves. Wish you were here to swish the graveyard leaves with me.Crazy RAvens Studiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13899701743108985403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551213332508235006.post-88220702873467492342011-10-16T04:34:31.414-07:002011-10-16T04:34:31.414-07:00I think Nashua must have just loved trucks. 4 yea...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. <br /><br />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.Autumn Leaveshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04010044052621228719noreply@blogger.com