I love old cemeteries. The older the better. The stones… the history… the overgrown foliage… beautiful. Living in New England, I have visited some of the oldest graveyards in the US. I don’t venture out aimlessly looking for them as often as I once did – I don’t want to freak my kids out. Maybe when they’re a little older.
About 13 years ago… [the last one, well… it’s just funny!]