We live close to a historic cemetery and frequently visit, since the paths are fairly smooth (for little bikes) and the gravestones amazing.

The seasons are so gorgeous to watch, as they move in and out with the rhythm of the days.

Sometimes you find little pieces of God dropped about like missing buttons.

The mallard families are, of course, a favorite with all:

As morbid as it sounds, though, I love the crosses on some of the old, worn tombs.

Now that the ice is receding, a good time is had by all. Huzzah for Spring!

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9 Responses to Gloaming

  1. Gibby says:

    That cross tombstone is amazing! And so are your adorable kiddos.
    Great pics.

  2. antropologa says:

    Wow, that’s a lot of snow! Looks like fun with the bikes! My girl has the same trike I think.

  3. ck says:

    Those are beautiful photographs. I can’t believe how big your kids have gotten! (Not that I know them for real, or anything.)

  4. faemom says:

    That’s a wonderful place to take the kids bicycling! Beautiful shots!

  5. cynthia says:

    Lovely photos of pre-spring thaw. I especially like the view of the lake with all the mallard and light shining through the trees. Beautiful.

  6. Jane says:

    I love the pictures but I love this line more: “Sometimes you find little pieces of God dropped about like missing buttons” — Pure poetry!

  7. Ink says:

    Beautiful! And I agree with Jane — that line is amazing.

  8. lokimomma says:

    I miss the kiddoes 😦

  9. insider53 says:

    Kiddo’s and crosses, a few ducks, plus a little inspiration from above, all in all, not a bad day. πŸ˜€

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