The National Battleground was closed on Christmas Day so we stopped by the Cemetery. I’m sure it wasn’t everyone’s idea of a fun way to spend Christmas afternoon. But we’d had lots of fun for a week. A visit to any cemetery with a long past history is always a treat for me. I wonder where we will end up next year…..
The cemetery is filled with unmarked graves of Civil War soldiersSometimes I am drawn to the epitephs, others just the sheer age of the graveThis tree looks like it found a place to die..It’s just like a stone neighborhoodI had fun using my new photo editor on this oneObviously…Damn, it’s cold..Somehow I feel I’m the only one enjoying this side trip. 😏
If you would like to know more about this cemetery visit the Here,
In some way the aging of grave stones reminds me of the aging of trees. So I am not completely at a loss when my wife suggests we investigate/wander what ever cemetery we are near. Though given a choice I would most likely opt for wandering the woods. Now I need to go do a thorough internet search and stop Cortana from coming back from that deep dark entombment next to the dark lord. Thanks Cheryl.
I remember a hot summer day when I was little, when my mother and her friend and her friend’s little girl and I went on a road trip to Bardstown. The grownups bought a beer each at the grocery, and then realized they didn’t have anywhere private to drink them. So guess where we parked, while they enjoyed a refreshing adult beverage?
I always enjoye walking through old cemeteries. I don’t know about doing it on Christmas, but if I was passing by, maybe. I do like looking at the markers, but it’s sometimes sad to see how young people were when they died.
"I have enough time to rest, but I don't have a minute to waste". Come and catch me with your wise words and we will have some fun with our words of wisdom.
Is there room in the car for me too? Not my thing as I know too many people in cemeterys.
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If you stay in the car, Mary, might as well stay home. 😉
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In some way the aging of grave stones reminds me of the aging of trees. So I am not completely at a loss when my wife suggests we investigate/wander what ever cemetery we are near. Though given a choice I would most likely opt for wandering the woods. Now I need to go do a thorough internet search and stop Cortana from coming back from that deep dark entombment next to the dark lord. Thanks Cheryl.
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Right? I love the woods more as well but something draws me to old cemeteries. Glad you enjoyed the photos John
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I remember a hot summer day when I was little, when my mother and her friend and her friend’s little girl and I went on a road trip to Bardstown. The grownups bought a beer each at the grocery, and then realized they didn’t have anywhere private to drink them. So guess where we parked, while they enjoyed a refreshing adult beverage?
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Nice. A graveside Tavern. 😉
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I love a stroll through an empty cemetery. If only for a moment, those lost souls live again in your imagination.
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It’s fun to imagine a life lived.
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I always enjoye walking through old cemeteries. I don’t know about doing it on Christmas, but if I was passing by, maybe. I do like looking at the markers, but it’s sometimes sad to see how young people were when they died.
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Yes it is Dan. 😞
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