Hi, thanks for being here.
Graveyards have got to be one of
the most fascinating kind of gardens
around. I'd like to meander the
world just going from graveyard
to graveyard ...
Call me morbid, or just call me intrigued
with the past.
After landing in Kiev, back in May, 2004,
our six member tour group zoomed off
only to crunch to a stop at a graveyard.
We had a flat tire! And so we spent an
hour wandering through this colorful
Flowers, photos, empty food dishes,
stuffed animals, empty bottles, hungry
dogs (are there any other kind?) and
sleeping drifters made the cemetery
a busy place. What a contrast to the
graves of my two maternal
One of the last places I visited before
coming back home was a weed-infested
ditch in Zhitomir filled with industrial
piping. This was my grandfather's
resting place. The dandelions were
bright and profuse. They're a hardy
Then there's my grandmother. She died
in the dead of a Siberian winter. What
kind of grave marks her life? Maybe
someday I'll have the opportunity to
search for it.
That's why I write, I guess, to remember
the stories of those who are unremembered.
Call me morbid.
Next time, I promise to write a much brighter
Word of the day: morbid
- abnormally susceptible to or characterized by
gloomy or unwholesome feelings
(Webster's New Collegiate Dictionary)
Writing the books I never got to read. Author of: Crow Stone (2022) Tainted Amber (2021) Broken Stone (2015), Red Stone (2015) The Kulak's Daughter (2010)
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Northern Lights, the dog and me
The dog who likes late-night walks I'm the foster grandparent to our now ten-year-old black lab/pitbull mix who was only coming to visit...
There really is something about graveyards, isn't there? Last Dec., I was at a funeral away from home. The cemetery was rural. And very interesting. I made connections about my in-laws that I hadn't made before. Sort of along the lines of how who and who are related. And how many, many babies someone had. And how many survived.
I have a two-volume tome about Brookside Cemetery that you'd probably love, Gabriele. Debra asked me why I buy these books and I said, so many interesting people!
What a stark contrast, your "Graveyards".
Fancy meeting you here!
Thanks for all the commentary,
I like your online name, Sara Victoria. :)
Isn't it interesting - I mean -
all of it ... life and friends and
relatives ... and life ... the circle?
My kids have great grandparents
buried at Brookside. I'd love to see your books.
Thanks for visiting AGAIN.
Yes, we need graveyards - for the
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