Wow. This cemetery is IMMENSE ( and apparently the largest cemetery, at 243 acres). When driving by on the train ( Oslo has top-rate public transportation, this coming from someone with a bit of a bus-phobia) it takes FOREVER to pass, which is one reason I asked to stop there after we’d toured the city. Wow. Just, wow. Saw Petter’s grandparents along with the Gypsy queen, stones so old the inscription is gone and memorials so new the flowers hadn’t wilted yet. Infants and centenarians, husband and wife, it was one of the most interesting afternoons I’ve had. A lot of it decently creepy, lol, but also a lot of beauty hidden among the sadness.
Vestre Gravlund, Oslo
13 Tuesday Nov 2012
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BleedingTulip said:
I know cemeteries weird most Americans out, but historically (and even in many cultures today) there is a much more balanced view of life and death and people would take picnics to cemeteries… There is a lot of richness in acknowledging our ancestors, where we have come from (and someday we all must go) and the pictures you’ve taken really are so emotional and moving.