While we were in Nelson B.C. one of our stops was at the Cemetery on the edge of town. It had been a long time since we’d been to an old cemetery like this one.
We were the only ones in the cemetery besides the gardeners.
A grieving wife…
These always make me sad. I can’t imagine the grief of losing a child.
While driving in the Kootenay areas in B.C. we noticed lots of street names in rural areas that were Russian names. I had forgotten about the large Doukhobor settlements in this part of Canada.
We grew up with some Lazeroff’s in Montebello, California.
This was the military section of the cemetery with maple leaves on most of the headstones.
The strangest headstone we saw in this cemetery.
On the way out we saw this sign. Oops! Glad we didn’t bump into him/her!
We had helpful advice from the Visitors Center who gave us the directions to this cemetery and a map for a self guided history walk of the city. We spent time at the Anglican church viewing their beautiful stained glass windows and enjoyed a snack at Jackson’s Hole and Grill before we headed back to the Border. I’ll be sharing the photos from the Anglican church soon.
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Hello, the cemetery is beautiful. I love the Angel statue. I would be surprised to run into a bear at the cemetery.
Have a happy day and a great new week!
…Ellen, you found a gorgeous cemetery! Many of the styles of the stone look familiar. Thanks for sharing.
Beautiful and well kept cemetery …. you can learn a lot of history in places like these. My great-uncle and aunt and their daughter (my dad’s cousin) and her family lived in Nelson… we visited the city twice when I was a child, although usually they came to see my grandparents and us (in Eastern Washington at that time). I imagine I might have relatives buried in that garden, though sadly have lost touch completely.
Old cemeteries like the one you visited are so peaceful. The headstones used to be so unique. Maybe the horse headstone was in honor of a soldier in the cavalry. My parents are buried in such a cemetery as are my grandparents and great grandparents. I’m looking forward to the Anglican Church you visited, Ellen. Your photos are so crisp and clear. Glad the bear didn’t frighten you.
Cemeteries are certainly places for contemplation. It makes me think of the verse in Ecclesiastes . . . “It is better to go to the house of mourning, than to go to the house of feasting: for that is the end of all men; and the living will lay it to his heart.”
Peaceful photos you have shared here Ellen. The angel statue is so sweet. My precious sister’s boy died at age 3. I look forward to seeing photos from the rest of your visit.
So peaceful – except for the beware of bears sign. Such a pretty part of BC!