7 October 2016

Back to having a dull start to the day

It wasn't like that all week

Which made for an enjoyable walk around the graveyard (I may be incurring psychological damage from this project)

And an impressive sunset

Meanwhile, the grave below remains well tended (see last week)

Although it's not quite as extravagantly floral as this one

Or even this bush

A few other sights on the way round

Contrasting Isabellas

The blue pot

A gothic memorial

And I always like a bit of flare in the trees

And that site of that well tended grave below our balcony.... Only 41 when he died, and clearly still much missed

So a lighter note to end on

The reds are returning (although sadly not to Downing Street)

Next week - some real signs of Autumn?

30 September 2016

Where did that week go?  Seven days in which I've given little thought to the cemetery (which implies that, rather pathetically, I do think about a graveyard most weeks....).  There wasn't even time this morning to take the usual photos so today they come from the late afternoon.  No bad thing given it was dull and wet start, with the sun coming out after lunchtime.

But the nearest thing to interest I can provide is evidence of The Return of the Geraniums - one of the poorest horror films Hammer ever made.

Still not much sign of Autumn on the way, but it can't be far off now.

Meanwhile the visitors keep turning up regularly, tending the graves, reflecting on their losses.  We all end up here one day.