For the love of Cemeteries

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I have a love of cemeteries. I always have done, always will have.  Some of you may think strolling through a cemetery and this past time quite macabre, whereas I find it fascinating.  I know some of you may share this 'hobby' of mine.  To walk amongst the dead,  gives me reverence for those who have lost their lives and inner tranquility.

Because our country (Australia) is relatively new (243 years) or thereabouts when Captain James Cook first landed declaring it Terra Nullius, we do not have the historic cemeteries of Europe, or indeed other countries.  Regardless, I never tire visiting or reading the loving words etched in stone.

The picture above also depicts the sparseness of the land, with the sugar cane (that is abundant in Queensland) and the picturesque mountains in the background, this is because as of 2011 there were 1733 people living in this small town of Mossman, so to put it politely, they have space.

As I strolled from site to site, I noticed vases with plastic flowers that had been blown or knocked from the grave. I tended to these, I could not walk past without doing so. I refilled any rocks or pebbles that had been spilt out of the vases and arranged the flowers or ornaments back on the grave as they were intended. On some sites, I would say a few words to those that lay beneath and wonder about the families that have either passed away, moved town or do not care to pay homage any longer.

When we were away, Mr. S played a round of Golf, I on the other hand wanted to visit the small cemetery.

The oldest grave was 1938, the majority of them were in the 1960's to current. I took the one below because they were a Czech couple (my Pop/dad) is Czech. They both escaped the War as he did, I stood and thought of him when I read this.

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When I was in the UK I remember visiting Highgate:-    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Highgate_Cemetery

Some graves, yes admittedly have brought a tear to my eye, especially when I see the graves of little ones,  but as I read the words (some barely visible) I am transported back to their time and stand absorbed and pensive, thinking of who they were and what their life was like before they passed.

At Highgate there are approximately 170,000 buried.  Some of the people laid to rest here include, the parents of Author Charles Dickens and some of his family. Jean Simmons the actress , Karl Marx, poets, painters, soldiers and more.  Below is one of graves with a fallen Angel.  Who lies beneath her I wonder?

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Also in the UK, we visited Grasmere in Cumbria and saw the grave (below) of William Wordsworth the poet.

http://www.poetsgraves.co.uk/wordsworth.htm

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When we visited France in 2001,  my daughters and I went to Pere Lachasie Cemetery

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Père_Lachaise_Cemetery .

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Here lies Sarah Bernhardt, Frederick Chopin, Isadora Duncan, Edith Piaf, Oscar Wilde and Jim Morrison to name a few.

Which brings me to my last photo taken at Mossman Cemetry.

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and I am lain beneath hard earth
I feel no pain, nor cold or heat of sun
I hear no voices, or hear the distant waves
nor view the sparkle in your eyes

and those that witness where I lay
my name revealed to you and how I passed
spare a thought for me, for I once
stood above this earth as you

and if my name's invisible
please stand and honour me as my loved
ones have moved on and leave an
unmarked cross, to show that I once breathed

Perhaps this is why I feel I have the calling to be a funeral celebrant. Maybe my love of walking around cemeteries has something to do with this(in a Freud type of way) Do you walk around Cemeteries like I?

My Travel adventures – Numero Uno New Caledonia

This was the  back yard pool at the Resort we stayed in at New Calendonia, alas the photo has vanished (yet again). This holiday for a one week was enjoyed (sort of) because I rang up a radio competition and won (don’t you love it when that happens!) Sadly though I have to say that I was a bit disappointed in this travel experience (ok it was for free I shouldn’t whinge). The language spoken is obviously French.

The food hmmm did we eat that week? Bread..um err well french food and very expensive and very little choice.

Pretty beaches however with crystal blue water made up for it. The Isle of Pines exquisite. This certainly made up for the food!

Google & expedia.com

Google & expedia.com

New Caledonia is – New Caledonia (FrenchNouvelle-Calédonie[5]) is a special collectivity of France located in the southwest Pacific Ocean, 1,210 kilometres (750 mi) east of Australia and 16,136 kilometres (10,026 mi) east of  Metropolitan France

Oh and if I get my photos to stay on the posts  – I shall be able to share some more holiday travels.

Courtesy Wikipedia & Google

Thankfully we didn’t come across these two with their penis gourds (awkward).

It’s a quiet day in blogisphere…so I just talk gibberish

My American friends are sleeping ssshhhhh & my UK friends may have peaked with one eye at their alarm clocks, or mobile phones & thrown the pillow over their heads saying “just another an hour, it’s Saturday”!! (Forgive me for not having looked up different world time zones for my other friends)

So WAKEY WAKEY you lot, here in sunny Melbourne……yes you heard me right the sun is actually out . Spring has sprung.. well for today anyway.

I’ve done some gardening and actually been able to hang washing on the line..

you heard it here 1st ladies and gentlemen..THE LINE, where the gentle breeze and warmth of the sun dry them till their fluffy and aromatic.

Ah bliss… apart from the Drum Roll please….

Public Enemy Numero Uno – The Magpie (not the football team…well ok them as well)

Spring heralds and so does the fatal Magpie, swooping down attacking its victimswithout any respect for those that may walk, run, jog, skip or ride their bicycles. But I pose this question “Oh Australian feathered beast….how the heck are we to know where you nests are??? Huh I mean seriously, so what you’re saying is back off from any park lands, bike tracks, buildings, houses where you may be nesting? Tad unreasonable don’t you think”?

We are innocent and bear you no harm – believe us when we tell you , (sounds like a line from a song) we would rather stick a paper clip in our eyes than have the wrath of you mighty flighted Aves – so please let us go about our business without being pecked on the head or clawed on our arms… and you can go about yours.

Luckily we don’t have to contend with such winged foolery when summer reaches… but we do have to be on careful look out for the bronzed, well built, six-pack abdomen adorable Life Savers.. Arriving soon at a beach near you.

(Said in the Promo Movie Guys voice)