I was so miffed last night. I frantically tried to upload the last entry before the clock dtruck midnight, but I think I missed by a minute or two. Drat!
Yesterday, after dropping Michelle off for her afternoon classes, I picked up Carly and her daughter, Erin, for a little photo adventure. I really needed that! It was awesome and we had fun wandering, too.
We went to the George Eastman House first. We weren’t there very long. We really didn’t have a lot of time, as Michelle’s afternoon classes only run three hours. Thankfully, Carly knows her way around the city very well….I never would have even known where to go! After finishing up at Eastman House, Carly asked if I had ever visited the Mount Hope Cemetery. Nope. But I would like to!
We got to the cemetery and it is really an incredible place. Carly, being trained as an Earth Science teacher, knows all about land formations and such. She told us the cemetery is built on what is called “kettles”. As one wanders about, it is easy to see how this type of terrain is so named. There are deep round valleys that do indeed look like kettles! And, Carly said if the kettles fill with water, they become kettle lakes. Thankfully, that isn’t happening at the cemetery, lest the dead might arise from their graves…..or at least their coffins might!
We had no sooner stepped out of the car when a male Cardinal began to flirt with us! Can you see him? He’s the intense red “spot” in the center of the photo. Click to see him bigger! I stood there and took repeated shots of him, but it was nearly impossible to get focussed correctly on him. Only when I got home did I find this really cool shot of him…
The monument below was seen from the road and I told Carly we should go look for it. The color was just beyond fascinating…and the monument is so beautiful as well!
I guess it really is impossible to capture the brilliance of the colors of the tree. I don’t like to fiddle around with photos. I like to try to capture my subjects just as I see them. So, I tried shooting upward into the tree!
Enlarging the pictures adds a lot…condensing them just detracts from the glorious colors!
We had wandered off just a bit from the car when I wondered if I had locked the doors. Not that a “graveyard” is a typical place for pilfering, but I just wanted to make sure the car was locked. We asked Erin to run down and make sure it was locked up, as we “oldies” didn’t want to clamber down a hill, then climb once again! Erin loves to run, so she scampered off and made sure everything was set. When she came back, she was nearly doubled over, laughing hysterically. She thought that both she and I had been pressing the wrong button for the locks. She was so funny!
One of the interesting aspects of this cemetery is that no space was wasted in the past. There are literally graves everywhere! Now, remember Carly called this land kettles….
The stones in this cemetery range from elaborate to simply initials etched into a tiny just-above-ground marker.
I couldn’t quite understand why some of the sites are terribly overgrown, either? The next photo was taken from a steep clifflike area. There was a guardrail built at the edge from concrete upright “pillars” and horizontal iron bars, but the concrete was falling apart and the bars were not very likely to keep one from tumbling down the steep grade! Anyway, the mausoleum built into the hill across from the one we were on was intriguing!
As I was photographing the building, Carly and Erin had found some rather unique seating arrangements in a section of really overgrown graves! The cedar trees looked like they were going to overtake the stones!
Now, how we could feel so comfortable and at ease amongst the “sleeping” is beyond me, but the atmosphere was amazing! We were having so much fun and it was just the kind of day where everything looks beautiful and perfect!
Carly told me there were a couple of famous people buried in the Mount Hope Cemetery. So, off we went on a little explore to find the monuments….
A brief history lesson. And, the monument. Buried in the same place is his wife, and a daughter.
Apparently, Mr. Douglass was married twice as this marker is nearby….
As we walked along, I noticed this and smiled. Ironic it is in a cemetery, for in the crevice of a dead stump, a new little tree had taken root and was growing!
Another brief history lesson. On the way to Susan’s grave, what should Erin spot?
Definitely enlarge this one, as you can see the little fellow is sitting on the edge of a stone that says “safe with Jesus”. Too cute!
Susan B. Anthony’s simple, unassuming marker. It seems so small for a woman who so greatly impacted the rights of women in this nation, and perhaps even elsewhere in the world.
And, one last tree shot….
We only covered a tiny slice of this huge cemetery. Perhaps one day we will revisit and see even more.
Did you ever believe when you saw the title above that such amazing color would be found in an old, old cemetery?