what can i say. i have a strange affinity for the supernatural. always have, always will. and with that strange affinity comes an even odder sense of calmness and beauty that i find in cemetery's. the older the better. i remember throwing a hissy in paris because i didn't want to go to the louvre, i wanted to go to pere lachaise cemetery instead. there is something so, um, awe invoking, about the quiet there, the history, the tears and sorrow that soak the earth, the amount of passion whether good or bad that is expressed there. there is a beauty to the stone work for tombstones, the love put into mausoleums, the poetry (or not) chosen to be written as a final glance into who someone once was... mother, father, woodsman, teacher..... and when i write "there", it's not anywhere in particular, its just cemetery's in general. the point of all this is, while a friend was in town visiting, we happened upon a beautiful cemetery. both of us being fans, we stopped and walked around. (this being her first place out of the car in portland, leading later to good stories and odd looks). i was instantly struck by the fact that these beautiful grounds were over shadowed by towers of some sort, be they radio or cellular, it was an incredible juxtaposition! and being me, i whipped out the ever handy powershot from my purse and embarked on a new expedition. i wanted to share the following photos. there's a certain calmness to them that i have a hard time explaining, i just feel it. maybe it's all in my head. maybe this is why other people are supposed to help edit, it's harder to step away and see things for what they are when you have an emotional attachment to it. but regardless.... on this all hallows eve weekend i bring you something a little creepy....... muhahahhahaha.
