Morbid me

I love old church yards. The headstones are so much more beautiful than the stones they use today. Sometimes you can even get a hint of who is resting there as they sometimes has their occupation like Captain, sailor etc.  Stella and I took a walk in Gävles Old church yard yesterday. I have never been to the new one so I don’t know how it looks like. I want to show you some of my favourite headstones and some I just wonder about.

Somehow this feels a bit off …

Resting place for old headstones

And this looks like a bombshelter from WWII.

This mausoleum belongs to a famous family in this town.

I like the old fasion fench and the softness of the figure.

This one reminds me of the old wild west . R.I.P – rest in peace – vila i frid

 

Oh, and Stella wants everyone to know that she has officially decided that her mum has lost it. Walking up and down lanes looking at dead peoples resting places.

courtyard

About two weeks ago they started to plant the new green features – about a year later than planed just because the early snow.

Some lavender and something red I don’t know what it is.

Something green

An oak tree

More oak trees and climbing plants

New rhododendrons

It’s going to be interesting to see what’s under these black covers

another month a new set of photos

These photos are taken during two days which will show. Saturday was a gourges day with degrees around 20C and sun, Sunday was gloomy and I needed the flash to take during the first hour of Stella’s and my walk.

The afternoon walk on Saturday was the first longer walk for over a week. And the reason is this:

Stella’s injured paw. She has been really good when it comes to letting me bandage it however she also have taken it off as soon as she as has could, that is when I have left for work or fallen asleep.



The bridge from another view

Our Losh Ness

I really thought we hade developed more and got rid of the bard wire. And then to add electricity too just cruel, especially since I have seen wild animals in the meadows.