I’ve been away from this blog for too long. I took November off to do Nanowrimo, which was successful for me this year, although blasting through a 50,000-word novel in 30 days didn’t leave me much brain power for anything else. My brain was too full of space ships and time travel to think coherently about cemeteries and the past. It’s time to get back up on the horse, as they say.
The photo prompt for this week is Reflections. Of course, I have a morbid spin to put on that subject…
I love the man-made bodies of water in the old garden cemeteries, even as I recognize that they’re difficult to maintain. This pond in Detroit, pictured above, was an alarming shade of green. Lakes draw wildlife from snapping turtles to Canadian geese that might not welcome visitors. Green-Wood Cemetery in Brooklyn filled in one of their lakes fairly early in their history so they could build a chapel atop it.
In a cemetery in Northern California this summer, I saw warnings posted that the maintenance crew would dump out any flower arrangements with standing water in order to prevent mosquitos from breeding and spreading West Nile Virus. I’m not sure how Hollywood Forever keeps their ponds so lovely and free of dangerous critters.
One of my favorite cemetery vistas is looking across the pond in Mount Auburn at Mary Baker Eddy’s monument. There’s something so peaceful about the lovely Grecian Revival temple reflecting in the unruffled water. For me, there’s a sense of the afterworld in the vista, tranquil and welcoming beyond the turmoil of this world.