Murielle and I took a ride to the Wildwood Cemetery in Cohasset. Of course, Mr C came along. He has developed a taste for walking cemeteries. Murielle found several relatives here, too.

Simmerman.

Kopp.

I found a Dunn stone, too. No relation, of course.

Dunn stone.

There were many angels sleeping around on the stones and beside stones. This is one that had a solar powered light that was dark during the day.

Dreaming angel.

I found a stone with a beautiful name. I think the woman was beautiful, too.

A lovely name.

I like to see gate images or passages in cemeteries. They are about how we exit and enter.

Cedar gate.