First Some Photos….

Hey occulties…

since i I know there are some leaf freaks in the audience, here are some unseasonably late changing trees:

These were on the way to Western Cemetery, one of Portland’s oldest cemetaries. I believe the last person buried there died in 1910. Many of the graves are so worn that you can’t read them anymore. 

The Maine winters have not been kind to many of these markers

Tell me this isn’t a great name!? This stone was restored. About 10 years ago, a committee decided to try to fix up the damaged memorials, which will take a long time to complete.

‘Not everyone was as fortunate as Mr Coolbroth to live so very long. There are TONS of baby graves here. We often forget that there was a time not long ago where it was relatively common to lose more than one child before they were even out of diapers.

‘This guy died in the civil war…

And this fellow was in the war of 1812, so we have many soldiers here… if I looked I would easily have found Revolutionary war veterans interred here.

‘While there are markers on the ground, and it could still use fixing up, it is a beautiful cemetery. While I walked through it there were many people looking at the graves, people jogging through. It felt more like a park than it did a boneyard. If you like doing headstone rubbings, you would love this place.

Hope everyone enjoyed that… Now on to the promised spell article. It was really great to take a walk over to Western Cemetery, so I’m glad work gave me the opportunity to do so on such a lovely day!

~Cat