This month has blue moons, two in one month. The first day of October this year was the first full moon of the month. So, we celebrated with a trip to New Hampshire that was a triple header for us. First, we visited the grave of my favorite actor, Claude Rains, in the Red Hill Cemetery. It’s a small, peaceful place, with lots of firefighters R.I.P.ing there. The graves of Mr. Rains and his wife Rosemary are beautiful polished black stone Gothic arches. To pay tribute, we brought one of the pumpkins that we had grown ourselves this year. I liked presenting a little gift that Yang and I had worked hard to cultivate together. The foliage by the cemetery hadn’t quite turned yet, but there were still some pretty trees. When we go a bit later in the season, you often see some magnificent colors. Check this link to a blog with pictures of the foliage in a past visit.
It was still a lovely place for Mr. Rains and his wife Rosemary to take their final rest. I did want to place the pumpkin between the graves to honor them both, but I was a little worried it might roll off or get pushed away if it weren’t resting against the stone. So, Mr. Rains got the pumpkin. Maybe next time, I’ll bring two, especially if we have a bigger pumpkin crop. Click here for news on what we did harvest.
We also did a drive- by of the classic colonial with it’s three pillars where Claude Rains last resided. I wonder what the inside is like? It was nice to see a Jean Shaheen sign out front. You can’t see it in this photo, though you can see a beautiful sugar maple behind and to the left of the house.
Next on the agenda was to hike the Mt. Roberts trail in Moultonborough. It’s on the grounds of the Castle in the Clouds, but it’s free to visit and hike. Usually, we go up Red Hill, but I asked if we could start with something that ascended a bit less steeply, as this was my first major mountain climb of the year-major for me, anyway. It really wasn’t all that easy, but the hike was definitely worth it! We enjoyed the terrain, the changing colors, sighting a Brown Thrasher and a Wood Thrush (thank God for binoculars!). When we got to an overlook, we sat and ate tea eggs that Yang had made, then chunks of the yummy pumpkin bread I’d baked the night before. I was tired when we got back down, but I loved it! There are lots of trails on these grounds, so I’m looking forward to going back.
We thought this little toad was cute, too!
Does anyone know what kind of tree this leaf comes from? It’s actually a little darker in real life. The camera was accidentally set to overcompensate, so I’ve tried to properly adjust the color to match what I actually saw. So, if you know what the tree is, drop me a line in comments of on FB. I’d really like to know!
Last and never least: the first full moon of October! Yang took me to Weir Beach-I hadn’t been there since I was a teenager! It was pretty deserted, after the summer season was done, but there was a nice boardwalk from which to view the moonrise. When the moon first came over the trees, it was ENORMOUS! I thought Kronos was rising. These picture don’t do it justice. Click on them to get a bigger image.
It was a lovely evening to complete an exciting day. Gosh, I love our autumn rambles through the Northeast! I hope you’re having some fun ones as well. And if you can’t get out, please enjoy these.
I hadn’t had a chance to do up a blog of this wonderful, remarkable cemetery in Barre, VT before, which Yang and I visited three years ago in the Fall. What makes the spot so unique? Well, this town in Vermont is famous for its marble quarrying and this local product is beautifully worked to produce the most creative, unique monuments. Many of these take on unique forms to honor the life work or interests of those they honor in death.
If you’re a fan of Dr. Who, don’t blink. Otherwise, you could be pursued by those pesky stone aliens by car or plane.
The Fukuda family chose to celebrate their Japanese heritage with this rendition of a Japanese house.
This man seems to be dreaming of or lovingly guided by the spirit of his late wife, though her wafting out of cigarette smoke probably wouldn’t please the Surgeon General.
There are also some startlingly unique works of funerary art, such as the following:
The open book, as in his life was an. . . all in French.
And we can never forget the angels and urns.
There were also striking columns
All were lovely to see on a clear Vermont Sunday morning, with the fall colors tinting the trees in gorgeous contrast to the blue skies and white wisps of clouds.
Yang and I have some specially favorite rail trails to ride, and one of these is the Pittsfield to Adams line. Even if we do it once in the spring, we have to do it again in the fall because the colors are so gorgeous! This year, we made our trip around the Columbus Day Weekend, on Tuesday. We thought we’d try something different by not going straight from Pittsfield to Adams, but by parking at the dam in the middle and first going down to Adams. Then we’d come back and having lunch at a restaurant near where we’d parked before continuing on to Pittsfield and returning. As you can see I was able to take some beautiful shots of hill full of colorful trees across the river from the parking area.
It was a gorgeous day, a little colder than the weather had been before, but the sun was out and the air was crisp. A warmer fall jacket did just nicely and the foliage was superb. I had to stop here, not only to enjoy the surrounding hills but to inspect what I thought might be a beaver’s dam.
I couldn’t help stopping to take pictures of some of the most wonderful flaming maples. It was so cool to see colors that went from crimson flame to soft orange all in one tree! I noticed that there weren’t too many scarlet leaves to see as we’d experienced in our first fall ride here. My guess is that those leaves had either lightened in color or fallen.
We ultimately cruised down the hill leading into Adams. I wished I could have taken shots of the dusky green woods and glacier-abandoned boulders on my right or the tumbling river on my left, but there was no stopping on that race down the hill. Just before we entered the town, we stopped to take some shots, with the gold, orange, flame hills shot with evergreen surrounding the town. The pale azure sky forms a complement of color. And here’s a most handsome guy in the foreground!
On the other side of the town, the trail runs along where the river has been channeled into a canal. Again, the hills embracing the town’s valley make you think that it must be glorious to wake up in the morning or return from work in late afternoon to such gorgeous colors surrounding you.
We may have raced down a hill to get into town, but we had to labor up it when we left. I may not be as young as I used to be, but I made it, albeit panting a bit at the end. I didn’t need a sign to tell me to Stop! Luckily, there ‘s a lovely little bridge where you can rest. Nice view, isn’t it?
You can tell by the look on my face that it was a loooong ride up. Thank God for water!
Wouldn’t you know that when we finally got back to the parking lot, it turned out that the restaurant was closed on the only day of the week we were there! We ended up having to forego the rest of the ride and scout out a place to eat in Pittsfield. That’s okay, though. We’d actually conquered the toughest part of the ride. Even better, we found this great little (literally) Italian restaurant in town, Brooklyn’s Best. Later, we took some fun pictures while walking off dinner. We discovered this neat little gargoyle above. I even made a new friend. Do you think Rosie and ‘Tasha will share their litter boxes with him?
I promised you a second post on our adventures in the Lowell Cemetery, so here it is! This blog will concentrate on the unique statuary gracing the cemetery. However, to begin, I want to revisit two of the monuments I showed you last time out. I’ve done some additional research and discovered intriguing background on them.
First is this beauty. I wrote about it as a penitent soul being ministered by an angel. However, I found out that it has an intriguing back story. A mill girl had saved up a considerable sum over the years, planning for a special monument to be erected upon her death, which came to pass in 1886, after a long life. For various reasons, her plans weren’t implemented until some after her burial. Finally, when everything came together for the tomb stone to be created, there was $8000 available (lots of dough back then!), and those left in charge employed Daniel Chester French (creator of the Minute Man Monument) to create this work of art (Chris Camire).
This monument to the Bonney family has been the subject of all kinds of crazy stories about witches and hauntings. However, the truth is that it is just a remarkable monument to the Bonney family (“Mysterious Witch Bonney”). It was created by Frank Elwell, the director of the Sculpture Department at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. He titled the monument “New Life”(Camire), no references to witchcraft at all! The tomb honors Clara Bonney, who died relatively young in 1894, as well as other members of her family (Camire) – which kind precludes the monument housing the remains of anyone executed in the Salem Witch Trials of the 1690s as some like to claim. I’m just saying . . .
Maybe the most remarkable monument, definitely the most well known, is this gorgeous recumbent lion. Called the Ayer Lion it memorializes James Ayer, a business man so prominent that he has a major street named after him in the city. The face is so powerfully expressive you almost forget it’s not a human. The lion is made of the finest Italian marble and was created in Italy, by Price Joy (“The Ayer Lion,” Lowell Cemetery).
I don’t have any back stories on the following statuary, but I think their beauty speaks for itself. I did note that books and publishing seemed popular, with two monuments taking the forms of volumes. I believe this one on the right honors two publishing partners. I also found the one below that showed the “open volume” of one man’s life, resting steadfast on a rock.
And below, is a closeup of the text of his life.
There were also some funky, creative shapes. I love the intertwining of initials here with what could be some form of a Celtic cross.
I can’t even begin to tell you what this thing is supposed to be – but it does have a kind of Lovecraftian flavor, does it not? Speaking of Lovecraft, there were some people taking pictures of a wonderfully goth-coutured wedding party. The groom had perfect H.P. hair, glasses, and suit! We exchanged conspiratorial smiles as Yang and I drove by!
Of course there were also plenty of angels, women ready to guide you to the unknown, and wise matrons. Something that gave many of these statues a wonderfully eerie quality was that, as Yang noted, they hadn’t been cleaned, so they frequently were aged with wear from the elements. This woman bearing a cross is a particularly good example. Is she coming to get me or guide me? Her blurred features make her seem unnervingly not quite human and her motives ambivalent.
Others could be put in unique settings like atop a tall monument or caged within the marble barriers of something like a spire. I see the woman above as a symbol of the heaven to which we all aspire above us. Holding a victory wreath, she implies if we reach her we can achieve the victory of salvation. Perhaps she is a guide waiting in a liminal space to lead us ever upward. Still, what about the woman encased in marble. Does she need to be kept in to protect us? Don’t blink!
Uh oh! Hope that Whovian reference wasn’t too unnerving! Here’s a picture of the victory lady in closeup to comfort you.
And what better way to end an October visit to a Romantic cemetery than with an autumn moon in a pure blue October sky? Keats would surely approve.
Below are the web sites where I found the background information not evident from just looking at the monuments. Check them out for more information and photos:
Chris Camire. “What a Site! The Lowell Cemetery Celebrates Its 175th Anniversary and ‘The Serenity of Nature.'” The Lowell Sun. 16 June 2016. http://www.lowellsun.com/lifestyles/ci_30022685/what-site
“The History of the Ayer Lion” Lowell Cemetery. 2015. http://www.lowellcemetery.com/
“The Mysterious Witch Bonney.” Atlas Obscura. 2017. https://www.atlasobscura.com/places/mysterious-witch-bonney