Calvary Cemetery in South Portland, Maine is one of my favorite places to walk in the late fall.
I love the beautiful old growth trees, historic headstones dating to the 1800s and almost supernatural calm.
Old statues line the bridge that is no longer safe for driving so it’s only open to foot traffic.
Let us pray.
The bridge is over a creek that’s still reflecting some colorful foliage that hasn’t yet passed its peak like most everywhere else. The leaves are taking their time and holding on.
The sky was gray when I left my house but once I got here it was blue.
They feel like guardians that watch over passers by.
Some have broken in places.
This is one of my favorites.
I first saw his serene, statuesque face almost twenty years ago.
It was just so pretty and calm by the creek. You can’t tell from looking that it was forty degrees outside! When you live in Maine you do get used to the colder weather as long as it’s dry and the wind isn’t blowing. It’s clean, crisp and invigorating.
Likin’ the lichen.
The leaves from this unknown tree are HUGE!
Can you spot the little plane up in the sky?
The sunlight and yellow leaves created a beautiful glow around the silhouettes of the headstones and statues.
Sadly some of the very old headstones are in disrepair.
Brant geese paddling by.
Everywhere I looked I saw the beauty in the passing of the season.
A flame of color at the base of a headstone.