No comments on more statues at the cemetery on a rainy afternoon
Category: a pictorial walk through the cemetery
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It’s cold and the sky is gray and white. If I had taken these last weekend or even yesterday, it would have been sunny with a blue sky. I wanted to capture the Fall colors and I think I did that even though half the leaves have already fallen.
I also scattered petals on the graves from the All Saints’ Day flowers from church from last week.
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Tis the day before Palm Sunday, a sunny, cool, beautiful day. After finding the family grave of a friend, I cleaned up the flowers on Abby’s grave I had put there on March 22nd, the 20th anniversary of her death. The little shoes were still there. I decided to take them home with me and clean them up to place again at the cemetery.
I took photos of some of the statues, predominantly angels, saints and crosses. I also went to the flower garden where the tulips were blooming. They haven’t mulched yet but I know the staff will have it all decked out next weekend for Easter. The Lexington Cemetery is truly a beautiful, peaceful place!
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I took flowers (expertly and lovingly arranged by a coworker) for Abby’s grave and a smaller bouquet for Alex’s grave. I also bought some daffodils for home. I wanted to take something in addition to the flowers and I decided on a pair of little navy shoes. Perfect. These aren’t the ones she was wearing the day she died, but another pair.
The day was a little windy, clear blue sky, a few clouds, and Spring had sprung. When we were here 20 years ago burying her, it was gray and cold and brown. No flowers yet. Today the cemetery was alive with color! Little wildflowers scattered around and forsythia was golden! And even the cherry blossoms were blooming in the palest of pink.
Dropped on the ground by Alex’s grave was a partially smoked skinny cigar. Was it left there by Caleb, Jeremiah, or Todd? It could have been any of them. I smiled and left it there.
A funeral was going to happen soon in Abby’s section. I started to feel nauseous as I thought of this new grieving mother. I took a tulip from Abby’s bouquet and placed it on the table that would hold the casket. Would anyone notice? Would they feel it intrusive or would they appreciate it? It was my way of saying I’m so sorry. You’re not alone. I see you. Below are the photos I took today.
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Photos taken in two different sun lights. The actual color is more like the darker. It was placed today. I was there and Mary too. We watched the crane lift it off the truck.
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scattered flowers on the ground
a temporary grave marker
grieving with guinever 