“Tombstones covered the dale, the smooth marble surfaces bright. She had spent days here as a teenager, though not out of any awareness of mortality. Like every adolescent, she intended to live forever.”
-Thomm Quackenbush
“Live life with grace, there is no return from the grave.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita
I had some time again before my daughters hcokey game so I ventured across the steet to this small cemetery and took these pictures.
The Zen Hiker 
Yes, the cemetery a bright wondrous place to play when seen through the eyes of a small child. Each year on Mother’s day my daughter and I would bring flowers to my mother’s grave site. The cemetery would be filled with bright bouquets of roses, and potted plants, helium ballons, and trinkets left at the foot of precisely spaced headstones. When she noticed the tears I tried to hold back she would ask, why are you sad, mommy?
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Wow! Thanks very much for sharing that. If we could all hold on to the innocence that we had as children….
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I love to stroll through cemeteries. I head to the original, older section.
Nice shots of the cemetery, especially the first one. Looks like you were at ground level to take it. Thank you for this post, ren
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When I walk in Pawling I often walk through this cemetery. I love cemeteries. The stones are often things of beauty themselves, and I try to imagine the lives led by those whose bones lay in the ground.
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