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This was the second creepiest cemetery I’ve been to.
What happened is that my traveling companions and I parked down the hill from the cemetery and left our truck unlocked while we walked around the place. All three of us had a uneasy feeling and one of us (it was me) got weepy at the sight of a grave that was marked by a jar of rocks and cross of wire with a chunk of glass in it.
All at once, it seemed like time to leave.
And when we got back to the truck, someone had lowered the tailgate. We didn’t do it before we walked up the hill. And we didn’t see anyone at all nearby.
So then it really seemed like a good time to leave…quickly.
Redford, Texas
photographed 2.19.2025
(The creepiest cemetery? Oh, that’s in Memphis, just off Elvis Presley Boulevard, a totally murdery-feeling place called Mt. Carmel Cemetery. Yikes.)
bird + bus stop
Heat. And then some more heat. That was my main impression of Barstow. It was the kind of heat that dried everything out, that bleached the color until it wasn’t there.
But hey! At least people waiting for the bus got some good shade.
Route 66
Barstow, California
photographed 6.2.2023
lamplight + leaves
One woman photographed at dusk, walking between the church and the cemetery. Also, sunset this time of year in Edinburgh is at 4:20 pm, in case you were wondering.
St. Cuthbert’s Kirkyard
Edinburgh, Scotland
photographed 11.3.2023
as memory fades
Talk about a bleak message on a tombstone…but memories do fade, no matter how much you think they won’t.
St. Cuthbert’s Kirkyard
Edinburgh, Scotland
photographed 11.3.2023
still a loss (108 years later)
You’d have to be pretty cold-hearted for this lonely little gravestone to not make you feel sad for Hudson and Mary. In my opinion.
Ragland, New Mexico
photographed 8.30.2024
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