Our neighborhood cemetery

Are there any other friends out there who love cemeteries? As a preacher’s kid I have lived near and played in cemeteries my whole life. I find them peaceful, sometimes sad, always historical and beautiful.

In a former post I wrote about our neighborhood cathedral. This time I wandered about the cemetery. It was beautiful and interesting. The oldest date I found was early 1800’s but so many tombstones were illegible.

Some notes:

These graves contain multiple family members. They must lift the stones and inter more bodies on top. I saw up to seven plaques on one grave.

Lots of grape vines entwined with crosses.

The stones are adorned with gorgeous and intricate porcelain flowers in addition to real plants. These porcelain arrangements were lifelike, detailed and translucent. Many had ferns and moss growing on them. A poignant mix of living and sculptural.

And what hit me as really sweet- a station of watering cans and brooms for families to keep their beloved well tended.