Visit to a Small Cemetery


Kitty and I stopped by this little cemetery we passed on our back-roads drive home from Columbia City.


So many little ones in this cemetery.  Jessie, Daughter of CW & S Deener, Died Dec. 26, 1872 , Aged 1 year, 4 months, 2 days.  Sad holiday.


Proof that the modern fascination with spelling names in creative ways has a precident: Addraanna?  Really?


The lovely details on some of these creamy white stones are starting to wear away.


Little lamb.


Kitty, who taught me to love these places.


You need one good tree in a cemetery.


One of the old posts that mark the four corners of the cemetery.

P.S.  None of these photos were color boosted.  The green really pops under the cloudy skies.  Feeling lucky for the cool weather!


8 thoughts on “Visit to a Small Cemetery

  1. seabluelee says:

    I love cemeteries, too, especially old ones. When I see all the little ones’ grave markers, it’s a reminder of how painful life must have been for parents long ago and how fortunate we are to have modern medical care. That name with all its redundant letters made me laugh. I too have a “creative” name and it’s been a nuisance all my life.

  2. This one really tugged at my heart.

  3. Sandy says:

    Always enjoy your pictures and insight. Thanks…..

  4. kitty says:

    This is something I remember from earliest childhood…respectfully roaming unfamiliar graveyards with my parents and sibs. So sad, those rows of tiny children’s stones. So happy, that it’s passed on to you.

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