Is it stormy or night in this spirit filled cemetery?

Is it stormy or night in this spirit filled cemetery?

I thought I heard something. I looked up. Nothing. The air was heavy, oppressive in fact, blurry, could the air be blurry? The spirits hovered, as though dangling from the big old trees.
“Tom, did you see that?”
“What?”
“I don’t know.” It was as though I had experimented with a slew of the same treatments as a teenager on drugs.

“Listen—is this the inner world of apparitions?” P1070739 gi

Scraping, like chains across the stones of the tombs. As night began to fall, the figure was creepy–the shroud over its P1070165 whitefacehead obscuring the face until you were up close to it.

James Harrison, died 1860

James Harrison, died 1860

There was a living air about the grieving angel, grieving over the dead, as if its arms could really reach out and grab you if you weren’t careful.

P1070773Branford Center Cemetery, established in 1645. We joined the ghosts of the past and perused the vast space, up hills, down hills, graves by the water.

TCH surrounded by his ancestors

Thomas Harrison Claus surrounded by his ancestors in Branford, Connecticut

Back on the farm, the Harrison house necessary

Back on the farm, the Harrison house necessary

 

Couldn’t resist sharing some of the necessaries of past and present.

Do you know where your 400 year old ancestors are buried?

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