On Sunday D. and I went to Saratoga and wound up wandering around in Madronia Cemetery. I took some pics.
On the way to the cemetery we pass by a sweetgum tree in a riot of color.
I think Irene liked kitties. (She outlived Frank by 41 years.)
The fruits of a strawberry tree. They are said to be edible.
Outside the fence, a foxtail asparagus is an enigmatic fountain of greenery.
This obelisk commemorates one-and-a-half-year-old Addie Hartman.
This cylinder has a surprisingly contemporary look, but cylindrical headstones were made in the 19th Century.
Some chain links appear to have broken off this mossy headstone.
A decoratively carved obelisk.
Camellias in bloom, in the cemetery's dappled autumn afternoon light.
Someone put a pumpkin instead of flowers by Doris Ziegel's grave.
It appears to violate the cemetery's "flowers and small potted plants only" rules.
Letters designating rows of stones are carved into the curbs.
No name, no age. Just "baby."
Say not good night.
One last burst of autumn color on our way back to the car.