Garry and I went out to shoot foliage and never made it out of the cemetery. I know. That sounds odd, but this is a special cemetery. Old. Pre-Revolutionary War, which is about as old as anything created by Europeans on this continent is likely to be. There are stones from 1701 and even earlier.
For reasons I do not understand, the trees in the cemetery are always very bright. The river is near, so that may be part of the reason … and it’s on high ground. Maybe that has something to do with it, too.
But, to be fair, we didn’t shoot 600 frames between the two of us because of the foliage. The stones, the carving. The stories and the ghosts you can almost feel.
There will be more about this cemetery because it’s important, but it’s a story for another day and Garry would like to write it. So, for today … just the pictures. Some of them.