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Our World Tuesday: Time Waits for Some
We took a walk in the Old Bethlehem Cemetery on Sunday. We stopped there last fall but never got back. Until now. It's a well-maintained, peaceful little patch at the far end of the Bellamy-Ferriday House property. At the far corner of the cemetery is a path that wanders around the property.
These damaged stones made me think of how stories go on and on despite time and the Connecticut weather.
This stone near the path onto the property is the base of a cairn now.
The trees do what they do to get to the sun. The effect is lyrical.
Little Maeve enjoyed a change in scenery, so she wasn't up for posing for the camera.
The cool areas in the woods were still rich with summer flora.
The stone walls are perfect yet.
Here are two sisters basking in the sunshine.
Back at the cemetery, we stoped for a moment to honor the Revolutionary dead. There were many.
We figured this engraver was paid by the letter. There's a geography lesson in this woman's story.
The sunny view on the way out was very nice. It's a welcoming place in its own way.
Down the road and around the corner, Adella found herself a pumpkin at March Farms.