May. 12th, 2012

elaby: (Orange sun through the trees)
I keep wanting to update my journal to tell you about LIFE and the HOUSE and to PARTICIPATE IN THE ONLINE EXPERIENCE WITH MY FRIENDS, but then I remember that my job has been such that I've worked overtime every day for the past month, and when I get home, I'm so tired I'm lucky if I can unpack a box or make dinner. But Monday last, when Rachel was at her knitting group, I walked over to the cemetery across the street and took some pictures.

Our street has three cemeteries on it. The closest one, Mt. Calvaire, is newish (as in the oldest dates of death are circa 1855), flat as a football field, and arranged in perfect lines. There's another tiny one that's also pretty new in the center of where three streets make a triangle. The last one, farther down, which I haven't explored yet, is old and rolling, shadowed by trees and filled with moss-covered obelisks. It's reportedly full of the graves of members of secret societies. I can't wait to go there XD

Pictures like whoa! Lots of saintly statuary and graves with French on them. )

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