Once we arrived we found ourselves far away from the sounds of the highway. It was a beautiful and tranquil place.
You can get an idea of the size of those hills by the little dots of cattle grazing near the top. The only sounds were of birds and the occasional cow calling out.
At the visitor center |
A place for ceremonies |
We had previously looked up the location of the graves, Section 10--Site 1012, on the website, but there was also a kiosk at the visitor center for looking up locations and displaying maps.
I wanted to show the view in either direction from the gravesite; looking north...
...and looking south |
Although she was always "Faith" to us, my aunt's name was sometimes given as "Faith Muriel," and as "Muriel Evelyn"
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I always loved our trips to Aunt Faith's. The Blakely family was so much fun - boisterous and funny. It always felt like a chance to let down our hair, coming from our very orderly life in Marinwood. And I loved Lucky. Such an exuberant poodle!
ReplyDeleteOh, I loved Lucky Pierre...after surviving our house burning down, it was more appropriate. Also, we can't forget how well mum played her nose. Are you saying we were a noisy bunch?
ReplyDeleteOh, about mum's name. Although she was born Muriel Evelyn, her father always called her "Faithy" (he always put a "y" on everyone's names, from what I was told). Mum's naturalization papers have her registered as Faith Muriel.