So beautiful, it's scary
TG took me to a cemetery last weekend.
Talk about your hopeless romantics.
Our chosen haunt was Elmwood Cemetery in Charlotte, North Carolina.
It was TG's maiden voyage to this particular Elmwood -- practically every southern city of any size has one; trust me -- but my first visit took place at the tail end of last October, with Erica in tow.
As historic cemeteries go, it's a big one. Making it more exciting is the ghostly backdrop of Charlotte's stunning skyline.
The heat has been holding on for longer than usual this fall in the Carolinas. And in the Carolinas, that's saying something.
When I walked Elmwood Charlotte on the last day of October 2014, it was at least ten degrees cooler than this past Saturday. I felt every degree unless I was in the shade, standing still.
Click on this next one. Go ahead; don't be afraid.
And the humidity? Well let's just say if one could trade humidity for youth, I'd be nine again.
In fact I'm fixing to lose my patience with, if not the actual heat (which technically is fairly normal), then both the humidity and the mosquitoes in Columbia, and ask TG to just go ahead and re-open the pool.
At any rate, despite being somewhat hampered by climatic conditions, I did my best to photograph the corners of Elmwood Charlotte that I was able to explore this time.
As always, it was a privilege to spend quality leisurely time amongst those who have perfected the art of hiding in plain sight.
Nature, with its serene unquestioning beauty, is exceptionally comforting. Don't forget to look up.
But everywhere you really look, there is something interesting to see.
Last year when I drove away from Elmwood Charlotte, I promised it to come back in the spring, and take pictures of its flowers. It was a promise I did not keep.
I'm glad there's always next year.
And that is all for now.
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Happy Fall-Back Weekend
Reader Comments (9)
what an adventure you both had, lovely fall days, even if it feels like July.
You take TG on some very unusual dates little girl...Hahaaa
Love the shots!
hughugs
Absolute breath taking, Jenny. I smiled, and I had tears. You are the master at photography.
xoxo
@Irene ... Exactly. Sometimes you just have to strike even though the iron is too hot.
@Donna ... We are all about cheap thrills.
@Sally ... Thank you, my friend. "I smiled, and I had tears" is the highest compliment you could pay me. xoxo
That TG is a good guy - he knows what you enjoy!
This is a beautiful place. I love the city skyline behind it. Your photos are just gorgeous!
I just love this. I also love roaming around cemeteries. I'n usually hunting for ancestor's final resting spots, but I do notice the trees. i feel sorry for the headless angel markers. Weirds me out!! Nasty vandals, no doubt.
I love old cemeteries! There is something very peaceful about them for me. I'm also a huge history nerd, so I love looking at the stones and imagining what their life was like. I am always trying to get Andrew to stop at old looking cemeteries with me. So far, it hasn't worked. I might have to break out the puppy dog eyes!
You've been married long enough - TG knows what will make his wife's day! Every time you do a cemetery series, I get the urge to find an old cemetery and roam about with my camera. I think I remember when you visited here with your daughter last fall. Wasn't Dagny there, too? I just love that photo where you framed the flaming leaves of the ancient tree with the other greener ones. I 'm also partial to the mossy statues.
@Mari ... Ain't it the truth? About TG I mean. xo
@Judy ... yes the headless ones are sad. Many hands are missing too, I find as I roam. I guess we'll never know what really happened but I suspect you're right about vandals. xo
@Heather ... Just tell him it's a cheap date, with hamburgers afterwards. xo
@Barb ... Thank you for the compliment; I don't feel I do anything though because the splendor is all just THERE waiting to be photographed. Cemeteries can be extremely rewarding and I hope you get to roam one soon. xo