Challenging to carve something as ethereal and smokey as a soul in stone.
Laurel Hill was brimming with awesome sculptures!
What a majestic guy! Anatomically correct too. Quite the symbol of power.
Here’s a story, broken chains, open prison door, sobbing woman freed. Pretty impressive. The man memorialized abolished debtors prisons in Philly.
Emotion in the stone, that’s what it’s all about.
There’s more to see at Laurel Hills. I’ve got to go back. And I MUST have another philly cheesesteak sandwich. It’s absolutely true that nobody makes them like they do in Philadelphia!
I Dig Graves! 
Your photos are so lovely. I was in Laurel Hill on a rainy day in spring, which had its own kind of beauty, but now I want to go back!
Yes, definitely go back. I was there in the fall, but I’m sure every season is beautiful. Just the views of the river would be great.
Great photos!
Thanks. I’m just a point and shoot gal. Helps to have beautiful things to point at.