While Out and About…

This evening, I took Michelle to Canandaigua; the community Bible study she participated in last year had a sign-up for this year and she wanted to go.

As we pulled into the church parking lot, we were greeted by many, many Canada Geese grazing on the acres of  lawn. The noise was overpowering, and they walked about as though they owned the place! I have no idea why they picked this particular area, as the lake and water are a good distance away. It was obvious they feel quite at ease on the premises, as many were huddled on the ground as though ready to sleep!


Since I had spent so much time at the Sonnenberg estate last Sunday, I thought perhaps I would take a quick spin through the cemetery where the Thompsons are interred.  Little did I realize that the cemetery is huge! From the road, it looks rather small. I drove around and was unable to find the Thompson monument. I figured it would be a towering, grand memorial, as they lived “larger than life” in this world!

I did find the family marker for the Clark family….Mrs. Thompson had been Mary Clark before her marriage to Frederick Thompson.


Somehow, I always feel as though I am trespassing when I visit a cemetery. Perhaps it is because I have no loved ones buried there.  There was not another soul (well, alive!) in the cemetery besides me….that is, until I spotted this little hooligan racing through the monuments! (click on the picture to see the face on this little one…almost looks as though it is laughing!!!)


After I picked Michelle up and came home, I looked up the cemetery to see if they had information online.  I was surprised to discover they have a photograph of every marker in the place! And the Thompson monument is not that grand….Well, some of the fun of an adventure was diminished by seeing the monument. Ah well, I had better spend my time with the living!

4 Responses

  1. It’s funny how we all react differently to the same stimuli. I feel that I’m welcome in a graveyard since, in looking at the stones – including the ones without inscription – I am in some small way remembering those who have gone before; even if I never knew them.

  2. Bill,

    It really is funny! I love going to cemeteries, as there is so much history and interesting stories there.

    Last night, I looked online at one of the large cemeteries in my hometown. They had a listing of famous people buried there. Hmmm, I thought. Do you know who Lucille Ball was? As a child, I grew up watching “I Love Lucy” on TV. Well, I knew she was born near my hometown, but was surprised to find she is interred there as well! Also BF Goodrich, who as famous for his dealing in the manufacture of rubber tires, is buried there.

  3. I love the “laughing” deer! Kind of reminds me of the “you can’t catch me…” line from the folk tale.

    I think the only time I felt I was trespassing in a cemetery is when I went to the very old one with the even older back portion that was sort of hidden. Most of the time when I go to a cemetery I just feel like I am immersed in history; a history that I am not really a part of, but rather a casual observer of.

  4. Carly, I cannot even believe I captured that shot…I had on my telephoto lens, which is a bit tricky. The little deer was a great way off in the distance. I figured where I thought the little one was going to head, firmly planted my arms on the open window of the Explorer….then waited. Sure enough, it came flying into my vision. I only *hoped* I caught it. You cannot imagine my joy when I loaded the pictures onto the laptop and there it was!!!! As you can see, the little bugger was moving about at a rather fast clip!!! This is a *good* year for photos of fawns!

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