Howard Chapel Cemetery

I got up this morning and headed out early to shoot more with my new lens. I had an idea that I wanted to get some shots of this really cool tree that is near some historic houses nearby. On the way there, I stopped and got some shots of a little, red brick Methodist Church that I had been meaning to shoot someday. I also passed the field that I shot for Red Barn 108 and stopped to capture it in the early morning light, with moon shot too. And I found a new road, with lots of fields, barns, and trees to explore the next time I'm out.

After all that, I just drove around, taking random turns and back roads -- it's so fun to try to get lost -- all the while listening to a new mixcd that I had burned the other day to send to a friend. It was quiet and blissful.

It was in that mood, that I happened upon this cemetery, pseudonymous with the road that I was traveling on. I pulled the car over and treaded lightly. As I read the sign and peeked through the trees a feeling of sacredness overcame me. I know that might sound cliched, but there really was a sense of history, time passing, and remembrance of people that came before.





I tiptoed through the leaves and branches, careful not to step too close to any of the markers, even though the grave markers must have shifted through the years. And I wondered about these people and what kinds of lives they led.



























Three of the markers had coins left on top of them. One with a quarter, another with a dime, and another with three pennies. Does anyone know what the significance of the coins is?





I hope these pictures convey something of the feel of this wooded burial ground, now surrounded by houses and fields of horses.

Notes:

Location: Howard Chapel Road
Time: 9 AM