Looking out my living room window on this early morning prompted me to post a blog.
It's eerie looking out there with a dense fog looming over the neighborhood, it looks like the movie set of a creepy film that takes place in the streets of London. I'm half expecting to see a dark figure in a black overcoat walking down the street.... It's ghastly out there
Speaking of ghastly, as Halloween nears, my imagination
is stirring up thoughts of "Elm street", I'm just glad we live on a "lane".
Anyway enough about the spooky scene outside my window.
On my recent drive in the country, just a few miles from my home I ran across a cemetery
that I hadn't yet scene, as most of you know I'm quite intrigued by old cemeteries.
This one was very cool, only one way in...and out.
I was saddened to see so many tombstones broken and fallen over.
Not sure if it's just aged stones, or vandalism. Regardless, it's just sad to me
The names were gone from many of the markers
apparently no family around to see to their up keep.
The old swing gate, made of metal, heavy with an unsecure padlock.
Such a pretty little country cemetery