a view from the top overlooking the Smoky Mountains
I happen to like wandering through graveyards. I don't worry too much about "stepping" on anyone as I am there with the best of intentions with no disrespect intended. Wondering about the lives of the people who reside there, what life would have been like for them back so many years ago. The things they would have seen in their lifetimes...always interesting.
this old oak would be considered vintage I'm sure, they take quite a few years to get so big
this little boys life was short but hopefully filled with love
the road is in need of a bit of care, but that might take away from the quaintness of this little cemetary
I found this one under a bunch of fresh mown grass....imagine my surprise at finding a Civil War vet under all that
one of the oldest, how long were they married, what kind of life did they live?
I don't plan on being in a grave when I'm gone, my hubby has orders as to what to do with me if I happen to leave this world before him...no one to wonder who I was or what my life was like...guess I'll have to leave an impression on those around me to be sure they have something to talk about after I'm gone....
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