Further mysteries of Albany Rural Cemetery.
But here, while I catch up, have some cemetery pictures.
I am pink from the cold and my hair is partly frozen. You know you wanna see the arty ones now. As usual, there are words and stories too. ( Why yes, I'd like to subscribe to your cemetery-lovin' newsletter.Collapse )
As is probably obvious, it started out cloudy and grey but cleared in the hours I was marching around:
So that was my Sunday. I'd hoped to get to Oakwood this morning, before we drove back, but instead I went shopping with my MIL, which was probably the better choice, considering we were visiting and all.
Back to work tomorrow. Groan.