Tourists don't
know where they've been,
travelers don't
know where they're going.
~Paul Theroux
The last several days have been a whirlwind of
cemeteries and graveyards. Last week I wrote about Rock
Creek Cemetery in Washington, D.C. Then my fella and I headed out for an Independence
Day vacation. In Williamsburg, VA we toured the Bruton
Parish Churchyard.
While I’m not currently teaching, I do run placement
testing for my university so much of my summer is tied to email and the
computer. This week I am using some vacation time to unplug and do some
cemetery visits throughout Virginia that have been on my “to-visit” list. I am a big believer in being a tourist in one's own town so I'm just applying this to the entire state. As problematic and complicated as our Virginia past (and sometimes present) can be, I am absolutely in love with this place and really try to embrace the better aspects of the Commonwealth.
For the most part, I have been taking this vacation time to be alone and do what I enjoy most-- getting out in nature whether it be in my own garden or the cemetery gardens around the state. Travel like this offers moments for reflection. Here I am standing in a place where history happened... and I'm not just talking about the history that makes it into the canonized history books. People very much like me lived here!
On Monday I went to Old City Cemetery in Lynchburg,
Virginia. Thomas Jefferson, who frequented Lynchburg, noted "I consider [Lynchburg] as the most
interesting spot in the state." Established in 1806, this cemetery
features African-American history including four museums, a chapel, and a
columbarium. Lynchburg is a little over a 2-hour drive from home and I opted to
avoid the interstate and take the scenic route. The journey was part of the
adventure. I'll write more about the cemetery in the next few days.
Yesterday, Connie joined me for a few cemetery and shopping excursions. We first visited a family
cemetery on Route 1 in Glen Allen, Virginia. We’ve both *seen* the cemetery
(mostly in the winter when the leaves have fallen) from the road but never
quite knew what it was. My fella and I both figured it was best for me to go
with Connie because a life of crime is always better if it’s in pairs. We didn’t
mean any disrespect but were genuinely curious. And I found a really
interesting marker with some secret (unrecognizable sighs to me) society
symbols on it… hmmm. More research.
$15 jewelry box/ perfume stand! |
a collection of reasonably priced tea cups |
After that, we went to Petersburg, Virginia and
toured Blandford Cemetery, a historic cemetery with the oldest stone marking a 1702
burial. I bought the self-guided tour map which wasn’t exactly clear where the
burial was located (churchyard doesn’t give me too much information). We didn't
see it even with the map but we were in the general area... and at that point,
it was good enough because we were hot and hungry. I’ll post more about the
cemeteries later in the week. This morning I just want to add the fun finds
from one of the Petersburg antique stores AND Edgar A. Poe’s honeymoon spot which
unfortunately is closed. It appears that the doors just closed last week with
everything being in perfect condition but apparently the place has been closed
for a year.
This morning I
tended to my garden and hung a new teapot wind chime from Emily Dill a
local artist out of Lanexa. The first pink hibiscus flower bloomed…
and as you can see the pumpkin patch is ready to take over my yard and/or eat me ;D
Today there aren’t any cemeteries *planned* although I am heading to Busch Gardens for a day in the park alone and there are a few unknown cemeteries along the way. Adventure awaits!
I want your windchime! Gorgeous
ReplyDeleteIt was a happy find :D
DeleteSounds like you're having a lovely summer! ^_^
ReplyDeleteThe windchime is amazing and I'd love to own a jewelry box like yours... ;)
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