It’s only Saturday night, but I’ve already got that gloomy Sunday feeling. Perhaps it’s because night is falling earlier and earlier – and soon, when daylight saving’s done, we’ll be plunging again into the dark part of the year. So since I’m feeling a bit sad, here are some sad things.
A couple of weeks ago, my husband and I went out for a drive and ended up – as one does, or at least if one is out for a drive with me – at a cemetery. It was the Maldon cemetery this time. I wandered around, taking lots of photographs. Here are a few.
From A Grave Look at History by Lionel Gilbert I found out that the wreaths made of ceramic flowers, doves, hands and other death-motif items (all wired together under glass domes and placed on graves) are called immortelles. I have a few of these little bits and pieces because I when I was young I used to scavenge them – well, yes, it was actually stealing – from broken domes. A bit ashamed of that, now. This immortelle, featuring large arum lilies, had lichen growing over the glass which made it look even sadder somehow.
There was no other information about Arthur.No dates, no parents, nothing. Just heartbreak, I suppose.
And on that note, I’m going to resolve that since I had the ‘miserable Sundays’ today (a day early) I’d better have a jolly day tomorrow.
Feeling sad as well.
The flowers were nice. Thankyou for sharing your experience.