Fall colors are out in full display and nowhere is more famously noted for its color then the New England area.
(Thanks for a couple of fellow bloggers who previewed this post a couple of days ago. It was to be a "scheduled" post but I inadvertently clicked to publish it, then removed it.)
Last week we didn't have to venture very far from Nashua, NH to find an explosion of red, yellow, and orange colors. We went to a place we've been passing weekly for the past year when we go to the supermarket.
There never seemed to be enough time to stop, but last weekend we didn't go shopping, but instead drive a few miles to this cemetery and walked its paths. We weren't the only ones being awed by the colors and the solitude as there were several others with camera in hand.
Aside from an occasional hello, we noticed that others, like ourselves, were relatively quiet when walking along the paths.
Even though a major roadway was just outside the gates, there was a feeling of peaceful beauty and solitude within the cemetery.
Many headstones were quite old and there were numerous family plots. However, this gathering was definitely the most unusual we saw that afternoon.
Have you ever explored a cemetery. If so, was it in your area or while traveling?