I finally had opportunity on Saturday to spend the morning volunteering with lots of others at Historic Oakland Cemetery. I find that it grounds me and brings me quickly back to the delighful simplicity one can find in the garden. One can't help but be left breathless by the incredible beauty of the place, in the middle of a not-so-great part of Atlanta. As always, click on the photos to enlarge (though they were taken with my phone, so not such great quality).
This first one really illustrates the Victorian view of cemeteries as a part of regular life. How grand to spend the afternoon picnicing near the resting spot of a beloved family member.
The Austells were clearly a family of some means.....perhaps that's why there is a nearby small city named for them.
This is a favorite memorial of mine, in honor of a little girl who died very young.
This memorial urn is taller than I am, and one of a pair that flanks the entrance to the family mausoleum.
For more information, go to http://www.oaklandcemetery.com/