A pictorial walk in a lovely cemetery -and a weird find on a tombstone

Author by LiPosted in Beauty, Death, Diaries and Memories, Graves and Cemeteries, Memory

Scrolling down my sister’s page on G+, as I use to do lately, out of yearning, I’ve come across two posts from 7th February 2016, dedicated to Southampton Old Cemetery, which she and I visited together years ago. There are four pictures in total and a few words by her, introducing the first pair of them:

“Southampton Old Cemetery is one the most charming places I have seen in all my life; a blessed place, where the immediacy of death is not scaring but comforting, and the cold light, even in winter, warms up the heart.“

Once decided to make a blog entry here with this material, I’ve searched the Web to find the source of the photos and, perhaps, collect a few more (as I have finally done).

The one with the bluebells has chosen itself as a header image just because the biggest tombstone shown in it reads “In Loving Memory of Isabel Mary Farr.”, but an opportune split on its surface, crossing out the “M” in the name, has made me read ARY F at first glance… As my sister’s name was ARI, and our family name begins with F, this has called my attention very much. Of course, I do not think it is beyond coincidence, but given that my sister is now dead and, some fourteen years ago, when we visited that cemetery, she expressed her wish (in fact, just a whim, back then) to be buried there –or in a cemetery as peaceful and beautiful and cosy as that– one day, my heart has begun to beat a bit fast.

I will not comment on the photos below (I’ve just wrote a new short caption for each of them, but keeping the same one that Ari chose for the third photo)… She said enough in her own posts, summarizing perfectly what I felt by myself when visiting the place, and also when revisiting it now (somehow with her again).

Rest in peace, darling! ❤

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Early snow on the tombs

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Sunlight on Celtic crosses

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The Pathway out

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Out of the pathway

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Light and gloom

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Illuminated tree (the Tree of Life?)

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Angel 1

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Angel 2

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These are the links to Ari’s posts in G+:

https://plus.google.com/+AriFontrodona/posts/Z8k1qpfKzmE

https://plus.google.com/+AriFontrodona/posts/T9v94CucByK

Photo credits:

-Pics 1 to 6 : Southampton Old Cemetery – 02.10.15 by Colin Lee, on Flickr

-[I ignore the provenance of pictures 8 to 10]

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Published by Li

I’m Li; an outsider and a loser, a wayfarer lost into the blizzard, but still up and walking, seeking the right path to the right place. My past is my compass; my dead ones, my guides. No lights ahead except those that just faded out. * * * As for some, more objective facts, I am Catalan, living in Catalunya (in the portion colonized and ruled by Spain). I graduated in Geology and Physics; but I’ve almost always made my living in the trade of antiques, stamps and old books.

8 thoughts on “A pictorial walk in a lovely cemetery -and a weird find on a tombstone”

    1. When we were there, it was a sunny winter afternoon and my memories of the place are quite bright … maybe because I was having a bad time in England then and it was one of my last days there . The colours are much better in these photos shot in October, anyway 🙂

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  2. I was somewhat surprised to see Celtic crosses here. The Light – there is a light penetrating the depths of the most profound darkness in each scene here. May The Light now bless you dear Ariti my love ! ! !
    God bless, and thank you, phral !!!

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    1. God bless you too !
      As for the pics, Ariti had one of them (‘the Pathway out’) as a cover photo on her g+ acccount for some months. And she liked a lot the Celtic crosses -she even wore a small silver one years ago in a necklace . I think she purchased it in Éire itself , but I’ve not seen it for years (maybe she lost it or, most probably , gave it to somebody).

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  3. Stunning pictures stellar share. I lost my brother when he was hit by a car on Christmas day while we were sledding. I was 11 he was 8. I share in your pain and I only wish I can remember him. I have only 3 memories of him. A brief walk him getting killed and his wake. That blue suit…

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    1. Thank you so much, again, Rob !! I send my own condolences back to you. Losing a younger brother or sister (my dear Ari was also three years younger than me, when she died of cancer past August) is a very hard blow… I doubt I’ll ever recover from it.
      I’m sorry also for the scanty memories you keep of your bro, whatever the reason is. Hugs!

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  4. Thank you so much, again, Rob !! I send my own condolences back to you. Losing a younger brother or sister (my dear Ari was also three years younger than me, when she died of cancer past August) is a very hard blow… I doubt I’ll ever recover from it.
    I’m sorry also for the scanty memories you keep of your bro, whatever the reason is. Hugs!

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