The Living Dead

As we travel through upstate New York, one thing that strikes me is how many cemeteries there are.  I made a quip to Paul C., wondering how anything got done in some of these towns, since so many of the people were dead.  Paul responded that I'd better watch out since he saw a help-wanted sign in the last cemetery and I might get a job there!  All joking aside, it is interesting to wander around these memorials, read some of the epitaphs, and ponder life in general.  I found several gravestones with dates in the mid to early 1800s.

I bet that there are dates in the 1700's, but I didn't have time to search around.  Others were interesting just due to their grandeur. 

And then there was this stone with a bunch of caricatures on it. 

And this scene just seemed so serene with the bright red fall colors.

I'll close this post with my first success at catching a blue jay, doing what it does best - eating at a bird feeder.