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Jun 13 2021

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Maybe it’s weird, or morbid, but I have always liked walking in cemeteries. They are peaceful places, and make me feel connected to history. It seems I have made several of these faintly macabre strolls over the two decades (and counting) I have been penning this blog, on both coasts, from Sleepy Hollow to closer to home.

The latest morbid meander was in Anchor Bay, while waiting for the Thai restaurant to open. As befits a townlet the size of Anchor Bay (population 340), the cemetery is on the petite side, and oddly (at least to me), it has houses literally pushed up against the graveyard fence. The cemetery was there long before the houses. Perhaps the answer is the stunning graveside view:

While I enjoy meandering through cemeteries, I don’t think I’d have a lot of enthusiasm for living right next to one, view or no view. At least the neighbors would be quiet.

Little Edna has a quite magnificent marker:

Though the leaf at the foot of the stone has cracked with time:

These are quite poignant in their simplicity:

This couple chose a more humorous memorial:

I am pleased to see that Betty is still dancing in this world and not yet in the next.

Some of the graves had animal themes:

I wonder if this person said they’d die when pigs flew:

It looks like Pat, or his family, also had a sense of humor:

It’s nice to see the connection between the long-ago residents and the more recent ones. It must have been challenging living here in the 1800s. It’s still remote; I can’t imagine how remote it must have been when you had to rely on horses to get here and get around. They must have been strong people back then.

On my way home, I finally grabbed a photo of Point Arena from the south:

For some reason, it reminds me of the white cliffs of Dover. And how lucky I am to live in such a beautiful place.

A YEAR AGO: Celebrating my little Clyde’s birthday.

FIVE YEARS AGO: A swarm of bees.

TEN YEARS AGO: Dinner with Erica and Jessica. I miss them.

FIFTEEN YEARS AGO: Dogs and groceries don’t mix.

TWENTY YEARS AGO: Haha! I thought gas was expensive at $2 a gallon! It’s now over $4.

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