Monday afternoon, a day that was sunny and in the 60's (the first one we have had this spring) I set out with my new knowledge, determined to have success. I was rewarded for my determination...
|My Grandpa - I think I forgot he has the same birthday as my dad.|
|My Grandmother - Her name was Erma, but everybody called her Jane.|
|I feel that my great aunt needs something under her name too. Maybe beloved aunt?|
My grandparents and great aunt are buried in Lakeshore Cemetery, which for a cemetery is quite boring, all flat grave markers. While my great grandparents are buried in Lake Forest Cemetery which is a photography dream of a cemetery. The cemeteries are only about 5 miles apart but what a contrast.
The top one is Lakeshore were my grandparents are and the bottom two pictures are from Lake Forest.
I did find my great grandparents as well. They are kind of tucked away in a quiet but dark corner of the cemetery. I wished I had had a little whisk broom to clean off their markers.
Mission finally accomplished, I wandered around looking for more photo opportunities, of which there are many.
This monument made me laugh. Henry Lilley and his two wives are all buried together. Frances the first one died in 1884 and Emmie the second one died in 1886. Henry outlasted them both by a bit.
Some other lovely shots from around Lake Forest...
Always love a crumbling wall.
Lots of old stairs in this cemetery.
Headstones seems to be everywhere.
This cemetery represents so many things that I love about photography; details, old and decaying (no pun intended), nature and architecture. I plan on coming back here many times over the next year to work on my photography skills. This is the perfect environment to do that, and there will always be new things to see, so I will never get bored.