Some photos from my visit on big cemetery near by. I went there on Friday. That first photo is the entrance area and, God, I gasped happily when I saw it. The feeling in that area was so strong and the same whenever I step in old huge church during my travels! It was wonderful feeling! Literally made me feel like “stepped inside Lord’s house”, but then behind the gate, on the actual cemetery area. Nothing. There was a feeling of nothing. It was heck confusing. But nonetheless there were pretty graves / tombstones. I think my favorites are that wooden cross (pic 6) and tombstone next to it (pic 7). 6 because it was for 4 sisters. Two siblings had died only a year apart from each other and the last other two, also, had died (later) with year apart. I wonder could it had been because they missed their dead sister so or illness... And then pic 7 tombstone fascinates me because of the mark on it. There was no names, no dates, nothing. Just that mark.
