The drive down a long, rough gravel road was worth it to get to this one.
I featured this little cemetery near Hot Springs, Arkansas last month just because I loved the name.
Hand-piled rock wall.
I didn’t find any clues there as to how it got its name, but I did find grave sites that were just as intriguing.
The graves at Goat Bluff said as much about the community of people left behind as they did about those they memorialize.
Can’t you just imagine the funeral services held in this shelter?
I think it still gets used, don’t you?
Urn Art and Garden Faire at Oakwood Cemetery in Raleigh, North Carolina
Okay, who wouldn’t want to spend eternity in a “Party Jar?” That’s what artist Julie Moore titled her whimsically woven cremation urn in Oakwood Cemetery’s juried art urn competition in April. There were ninety entries, everything from elegantly traditional wood carvings to uniquely personal mosaics.
Oakwood livened up the show with Civil War reenactors, cemetery tours and food trucks. And a little weather couldn’t keep the taphophiles down! Despite heavy rain, hundreds turned out.
Personally, I think the rain made this beautiful, old cemetery even more dramatic.
I went home fairly soggy, but loved every minute of it.
I’d never seen a marker adorned like this one. Does anyone know who draped this particular soldier’s tombstone and why?
Goat Bluff is near Hot Springs, Arkansas
Okay, who wouldn’t slam on the breaks and turn down this road?
What a great road!
There are a million Fairview, and Woodlawn and Mount Olivet cemeteries. How many times do you see a great name like Goat Bluff? This well-kept little gem was worth the trek too.
Sway Back Cemetery is near Paola, Kansas
Here are a couple more I couldn’t pass by.
This cemetery is one of my favorites outside Kearney, Missouri.
Have you seen more cemeteries with distinctive names? Let me know.
Waterford Union of Churches Cemetery, PA
I’m not sure what gave this little cemetery such a northeastern feel.
Its age and civility were factors, the split-rail fence, the simplicity of the stones.
I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. But with the scent of fall in the air and the quiet countryside all around, this one was a pleasure to visit. It’s a bit hard to find, but anyone in town can direct you there.
Not sure what this is. Any guesses?