I grew up with a cemetary in my backyard...it's where I played as a child. The cemetary is no longer in my backyard, but I do visit there from time to time. Once in awhile, I take a blanket and some stitching. I plant myself under the maple tree near my father and grandmother and spend the time sewing or just sitting quietly. Sometimes I talk with them. Other times I go there when I just want to be away from this world......it's a peaceful place where I can just sit and cry if I want.

I especially like older cemetaries behind churches. I don't really know why, I just do. As a teen, I was fortunate to be an exchange student to Austria where my host family tended to the church cemetary. The cemetaries there are so different from what I have seen here in the states. They are REALLY old...but also very well tended to. Each plot was marked out with stones surrounding where the body was buried as well as a headstone, often a picture of the deceased and beautiful, beautiful flowers. I also like the old stones...lots of character there....which makes for some fantastic B&W photography!   :)

Michelle