If you’ve been visiting Life in the Bogs for a while, you know that I occasionally like to hang out in cemeteries. They are peaceful places filled with history, sculptures, and great landscaping. I usually take lots of photos when visiting cemeteries. The photos go into a file, then into a back-up file, and that’s pretty much it except for an initial viewing of one or two when I post about my latest visit to a cemetery.
It occurred to me yesterday that ’tis the season to be dragging out some of my cemetery photos. One of the my favorite cemetery tours was Lafayette Cemetery No. 1 in New Orleans, Louisiana. Located in the Garden District, Lafayette No. 1 is one of the oldest cemeteries in the city of New Orleans and has been featured in several movies.
Our visit to Lafayette Cemetery No. 1 took place on a beautiful, bright, sunny day. That’s hardly the proper mood for Halloween ghoulishness so I took some of the photos to my Photoshop laboratory and worked some mischief on them. They are best viewed large (click on the image to see the large version).
I’ll bring you a few more throughout the week in celebration of Halloween (which, as you may recall, I mentioned in yesterday’s post as a holiday I don’t really celebrate but figure I’m entitled to change my mind).
And the winner is…
The winner of the first ever Life in the Bogs Give-Away is Marcie whose Daily Practice is beautiful and inspiring (and she’s VERY good at naming/captioning her art). If you haven’t seen Marcie’s images, head on over and have a look. Congratulations, Marcie!
I will probably do this again sometime during the course of my outdoor commitment so stayed tuned.
I went out early today. Except for the crowing of the neighbor’s rooster, the birds were oddly quiet, especially when you consider how noisy they have been for the past week or so. They must be hunkering down in preparation for the coming storm. We’re under a high wind advisory (with sustained winds of 25-35 mph) today and tomorrow. A line of fierce looking thunderstorms is headed this way.
The woods are heavily carpeted with leaves now. I have to tread with care as I can’t see what is under the leaves and can easily be tripped.
(By the creek this morning.)
I don’t think there will be many leaves left on the trees once this next front blows through. As it is, many of the trees are already bare. The landscape is taking on the brown hues of mid- to late autumn.
But there are still a few late bloomers still hanging on, and some green left to be found in the meadows.
I can feel that storm coming. I don’t know if that’s one of the blessings or curses of having arthritis. Either way, it’s a pretty painful day. I wonder if that means it will be a bad storm?
Let’s hope not.