On our way home from a book sale-- yes, we're moving into a car-home soon; why do you ask?-- Millie begged me to stop at our cemetery. I'd thought about taking them to the park, but, really, this serves some of the same purposes.
Hide and seek.
Strolling about.
Jungle gym. (No, they're not allowed to vault over or climb on any headstones.)
Lots of running.
And small bits of blessed rest.
That one of Millie and Piper made me smile. Although I like them all.
ReplyDeleteI think it's neat you found a gravestone from the revolutionary war. And by "the great war" do you mean the Civil War? (Pardon my ignorance.) We have some pretty old and impressive-looking gravestones at "our" cemetery as well, but not that old, I don't think.
The style/writing on a lot of the gravestones in your pictures look very similar to the old ones at the South St cemetery. (I must say though, I don't see any as tall as a certain one with a very high pointed "pillar" at the South St cemetery!) The one thing that I don't recognize is the figure of a hand that is on a lot of the gravestones in your pictures. Well, upon looking closer I guess it is just one gravestone. I thought it was interesting, though.
I too loved the last photo...
ReplyDeleteI love wandering cemetaries myself, although I haven't done it yet this year. Soon a trip to the one on the hill will be in order :)
4 girls!!!! Oh, you are one lucky mama... I think the one in my belly will turn out to be a male child... not that I feel that way, but I think it.
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