Crypt Stitch

Cemetery Finds...

A few pics from an excursion to a couple of local cemeteries on the weekend. The oldest headstone we found was 1893 - a big reminder of how young this area is in terms of white settlement. I don't believe it morbid to want see the love expressed in honouring of family and friends - the effort in chiseling away someones statistics, a quote or two, and perhaps a rose or clasped hands or, in one case, a suspiciously dead looking bird. I so enjoyed the history of the cemeteries I visited in New Orleans - and how I would love to visit those in Europe. I'm sure there will be some interesting finds in South America...

Now I've just got to learn how to tart (or creep!) them up on Photoshop...I think I may go visit some older cemeteries in Newcastle for my birthday tomorrow (sounds like fun to me!)

New Orleans 1998 Pt 2...

As promised, Part Deux...

You may recognise this last photo from the film of Anne Rice's "Interview with a Vampire". Could Tom Cruise have been any more wrong in the role of Lestat? I mean REALLY? And don't even get me started on Anne Rice, abandoned us she has, gone to the 'other side'  - (tee hee)...

New Orleans 1998 Pt 1...

Some ten years ago (yes, I am ancient) I went to the USA for the wedding of my very best friend. I took along a dear old friend for company, and together we went on a driving holiday from Iowa to South Dakota, and to Louisiana. Hiring a car and driving on the wrong side of the road was quite an adventure, but I didn't expect to fall so totally in love with the Black Hills and with New Orleans. So I thought I'd share a couple of photos I took at New Orleans' Lafayette Cemetery (No.1 if I remember correctly). I took these with an instamatic camera (long before digital - dear Goddess I am archaic! An instamatic!? Why that's only one step above a 'box browny'!) and even so, I am rather chuffed still. My camera did have a nifty 'panoramic' option, which allowed for taking gloriously long photos, but for whom provision of a photo album, much less a frame was nigh on impossible. And I lament the so few photos I took on out six week sojourn - at the weekend getaway a fortnight ago I took over 250 photos, but in the time of 'film', it was impractical and costly to take so many (and have them developed). I think I only ended up taking some six rolls (of 24 photos each) over that whole period. Never the less, here for your approval, part one....

Sercy: Born August 29th 1878, Died August 30th 1878

Mary Love: Born October 7th 1873, Died August 30th 1878
Edward Given: Born December 3rd 1873, Died August 30th 1878
This last memorial breaks my heart, still. The anguish that poor mother must have gone through, to have lost her new born, her two year old and her five year old all within two days, of Yellow Fever. How do you recover from something like that?