Time Travel Thursday #14 - Revisiting the Past One Stone at a Time

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Welcome to the fourteenth Time Travel Thursday linky party at the Brambleberry Cottage.

Are you ready for our next trip back in time and into the future?

OK, here we go.

I'm someone who finds cemeteries absolutely fascinating. 

Perhaps I should qualify that statement.  I actually find the history behind–and the surroundings of–very old cemeteries fascinating.

During my extended stay in New England this past summer, I was able to visit just such a place.

Can you read the headstone pictured above?  It dates back to 1776. 

Sadly, it marks the site of a daughter who died at a very young age.

This grave marker tells of a young wife–only 28–who died in 1781.

As I read the stone, I wondered how long she had been married...

if she had had time to have children, and, if so, how many?

This stone, from 1793, represents the death of yet another young wife. 

As I walked around and read the various tombstones there, I was struck by the brief lives that so many of them had lived. 

Something else I noted, as I walked around that day, was how many of the stones had fallen down–or were in the process.

Did that mean there were no longer living relatives to care for some of these sites?

And many were covered in moss that had most likely been growing for decades.

Although, I must say, the timeworn appearance it created on these old stones was really beautiful.

And the setting for this particular cemetery was quite serene and peaceful.

It was atop a hill that was surrounded by trees and shrubs and enclosed by a lovely old stone wall.

I discovered through the Yankee's aunt and uncle–who were our tour guides for most of this visit–that the markers on these rows, shown from this part of the stone wall...

 to the tree line, were all distant relatives of the Yankee's family.

I was amazed at how many members of one family were all buried together–albeit over the course of decades.

It was a sharp contrast to this lone marker that stood almost in the center of the grounds, all by itself.

Were the remaining plots surrounding it for those still living?

  There was no one there to answer that question.  So, perhaps, I will have to investigate that during my next visit.

I'm joining Suzanne for Vintage Thingie Thursday.