Beer Day

I walked around the cemetery and took a few pictures. I have a lot of curiosity about cemeteries - if you've never walked through an old one like this you really should, it's fascinating. I also think about the fact that many of the people who were buried 50 or 100 years ago are probably not remembered by ANYBODY who is still living and I consider it a sign of respect to our ancestors to keep their "memory" alive. A lot of these people came here on the Oregon trail, which is something I've always been very interested in, even before I moved here. Maybe, subliminally, that IS why I moved here - I think I'm going to start telling people that when they ask what brought me here(o:.

The cemetery is over 150 years old but people are still being buried here. I believe these are all Russian people - and there are many more like it around the cemetery. There seems to be a disproportionate number of very young people among them. I work with some people from Russia, I think I'll ask around. Most of them also have these gardens in front of them too.

This one is similar, but judging by her name I'd say she's hispanic.

The cematary was apparently really run down a few years back and this organization got together and worked to fix it. This is one of the graves they apparently couldn't fix.

There are a lot of babies buried here, most of them are very old.

This is a "Woodsman of the World" grave. There's a bunch of these. It may be difficult to read, but he was 22 years old.

I just think this one is neat.


I think it's neat how this one is perfectly between two trees.

I also visited my friend Damon today and took some pictures of his pets.

This is Mabel.

This is his crab. I'm not sure if he has a name.



This is Ellie Mae. I like these pictures - the succession of close, closer, closest and I think her fur looks faux!