Visiting Nana.......we are blessed that the graveyard my Mother [and brother and nephew] are buried in is a mile up the Lane from our home. I have always gained such a sense of peace from graveyards and the children and I visit this one often. We sometimes like to walk through the oldest section and try to read the stones. Some of them are over 200 years old. We read their names and try to imagine their lives. It is also a great way to reinforce math skills and the children and quickly work out the math and find the age at which the person on the headstone was at the time of their death, based on the year of the birth and the year of their death.
This is Emma Sage and her cousin Rori visiting on the last day the 'Irish' were here before they headed back home. The easiness of these two reminded me of the beauty of childhood............and that life is truly precious.
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We had a graveyard about a mile from where I grew up, and my cousins and I used to go there often--just as your children do.
It never occured to us to be disrespectful or to play in it - we were so fascinated by the stones, and had every section of it nearly memorized.
As a child, it was fascinating to see a grave of someone buried a hundred years before, or to wonder what happened to the family who had 4 little "lamb" stones of babies that only lived for a few days.
I think this is part of my love of "everyone has a story" -- I love old houses, and have paid way too much for old dishes or old quilts at an estate auction, because my mind can weave a fabulous tale of the family that ate from those dishes, or the grandma who spend hours sewing that quilt for her family.
Betsy,,,,,it always amazes me how very similar the two of us are.....and if it weren't for the beautiful gift of an extra chromosome, our paths most likely would have never met. What a blessing T21 is!!!
I too collect [and can never get rid of anything that some one dear gave to me]. I cherish items that I know were cherished by those who made them or used them many years before they came into my hands. I hope that my children will cherish the items I pass down to them.
I have a picture of Emma Sage by one such lamb stone, and like you, I always quietly cried for the parents that lost little ones way too soon.
We are heading to a family gathering today at my grandparents old farmstead......should be so much fun and I know will be filled with many, many memories of my Mother and Grandfather.
Have a glorious day my friend....and Thank you!!!
Your pictures are beautiful.
I too was at my MOm's grave yesterday.
I brought her fresh flowers and little pumpkins and sent prayers up to Heaven for her and my blessed late Sister Sharon and all my loved ones in Heaven.
Our eternal life in Heaven will once again be a reunion of love.
Love you
Jeanne
What a beautiful capture.
Once Again....what a Beautiful Picture. I too am Amazed by Graveyards especcialy old ones.
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