Marcheline's Haints

On Sunday, the first day that Bear and I really had to relax together for over a week, we went up north on the island to an old cemetery that we had so far only talked about exploring. As soon as we pulled into the nearly hidden drive, between two old sections of wooden split-rail fencing, I knew we'd hit pay dirt (so to speak).

I hadn't been graveyard-hopping in a while, and I was itching to start taking pictures as soon as we parked the vehicle. Of course, in order to park, we first had to maneuver around a young couple who had decided to smoke pot canoodle in the graveyard, and had parked their car dead center in the only driving path, and were not even slightly motivated to offer to move their car so that we could drive by.

Bear went off-roading for a couple of seconds and we got 'round the heads and found a good spot to park - underneath the largest tree in the boneyard. Having a central location that's easy to find is the first rule when photo-spelunking with someone else. This way no one has to follow anyone else around - you always meet up back at the ranch.

The following pictures were taken by yours truly, and I indulged in Photoshopping galore when the mood took me... enjoy! (Bear's photos can be seen HERE - they're pretty darn spooky too!)

Creepy Hangover

Vales from the Dark Side

Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Wheat of the Dead




Sanguine Tree

One of my favorite poems...

Here, the veil between the worlds is the thinnest

For all you Harry Potter fans....
although the dates are wrong

Headstone art detail

Boneyard Rose

The world soon follows on

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder

Corn of the Dead

Fire on the stone

Says who? You?
Oh, sure - but you're not dead, ARE YA?

Think on the glass that runs for thee....

Boneyard Rose II

Duskfire

Acorns of the Dead