Well, that’s it for another year and I think it’s best to greet in the New Year with a quick fire post with a cemetery in it. I’d like to write that next year I’m seeking spiritual and emotional growth which does sound nice and fluffy, but it doesn’t really fit the fiasco style.
I’m sorry to say, but the only thing fluffy you’ll get in this entry are Cumulonimbus clouds, Stratocumulus and if you’re lucky, Altostratus clouds as well.
I’m actually meant to be hiking this weekend, but an incident with a largish television and my lower back means I’m putting my feet up, but it does give me a valid excuse to indulge in some New Year’s Eve Valium (NYEVA) action.
I thoroughly recommend it to anyone seeking a bit of a ‘spaced out’ evening. Actually it’s a perfect medication to numb my senses, so I don’t get too frightened at midnight by the illegal fireworks detonating in the the western suburbs of Melbourne. I expect it to be like Baghdad in a couple of hours as rockets whiz over the house.
Now, there’s one thing about Australia. It’s not very old in white bloke European terms. I mean, we only took over the place with guns and dull names 200 years ago, so our history seems a little light on the ground regarding man made things. Where do I go to find a bit of history?
Well the answer is quite obvious seeing how it’s in the heading of this post and that’s cemeteries of course. There’s always a bit of an insight into the past on old gravestones. Small towns have the pick of these and last week I was introduced to the Carlsruhe Cemetery, which sits a short distance from Hanging Rock near Macedon.
Even better than hanging out in a quiet, peaceful area was Melbourne was about to be bombarded with storms on Christmas day, and I got to watch the clouds rolling through at a distance.
Anyway, between clouds I did get to potter around the cemetery for a half hour or so, until hay-fever began to get the better of me and I had to retreat.
Carlsruhe Cemetery sits on a slight hill overlooking the Macedon Ranges and Hanging Rock. It does have a peculiar set up though, as it’s on an enormous plot of land, leaving wide spaces between the graves. Not to mention the long grass which covers the area. It was a case of standing in grass over my knees trying to pick out the tops of headstones.
The standard sobering affair of an old cemetery is the ages of the occupants. This one had its fair share of children.
It was warm and sunny and between fossicking in long grass I was keeping an eye on the enormous cloud mass moving across the Macedon Ranges.
In fact, I’ll just upload some photos whilst I make another cup of tea.
During this wandering I did find the best inscription on a grave that I’ve seen for some time. It seemed a perfect epitaph for my father who at about 135 years of age has been saying he’s close to death. The trouble with all this is he’s been saying it for the past 15 years.
Don’t forget, he told me he was close to death and all he wanted to see was the upcoming Olympic Games. Mind you, that’s the Sydney Olympics I’m talking about. He’s been dying for so long I think everyone has given up, so when he genuinely kicks it most people will think he’s just having us on. Anyway, here’s the gravestone I’m talking about.
Okay, it might need a comma after ‘see’, but it’s understandable as some engravers charge by the letter. Knowing my popularity, my headstone will probably be written in SMS speak in order to save a dollar or two. You know, like, ‘Gr8 he ded. Lol’. That sort of thing.
That’s it for the cemetery tour and I told you it was going to be a quick entry. I’m just battening the hatches in my bunker for the rogue rockets. Lucky my alfoil helmet is close at hand.
Let me finish off with some random photos of the Carlsruhe area. It’s a great place and I was lucky to be there during the annual alpaca races. Here’s a few of the competitors lined up, ready to go.
Did I fit in all the cloud groups I mentioned earlier? I think I missed out on one, but here’s some gnarly weather for you to look at, including what looked like a sheet of rain passing by.
I’ve always wanted to get a photo in the annual Bureau of Meteorology calendar. I’m impressed the prizes have been upped lately for the lucky people who get a picture published. They hand out three calendars as a prize now. Yeah!
A few more clouds and I’m logging off. I just heard a rocket go by and it’s still two hours until midnight.
Hi Greg, I am impressed by your commitment to your blog that you would forgo New Years Eve partying to put up a new post. I hope that you are also impressed by my commitment that I read it last night.
Of course this has nothing to do with both of us needing to get a life 🙂 Happy New Year
Love the cloud photos! Yes, I'm reading blogs on NYE too. I must be getting old…
Happy New Year!
Hey Wazza, Happy New Year! I'm glad you recognise my dedication by bringing in the new year with a post. Times are tough though for yourself when you're reduced to reading my waffle on the same night! Nice diligence on your behalf though 🙂
Oh yeah, I hope to get more of a life this year. Then again, I say that every year 🙂
Linda, Happy New Year to you as well! Don't worry, you're not getting older, you're getting wiser! Why go out into the bedlam of a NYE? Actually, I was quite happy on the couch! I did go out to watch the illegal suburban fireworks, but that's it for me on NYE these days.
Thanks for liking my clouds!
Greg, I always enjoy my visit to your blog and I apologize for not visiting you more in 2011. You have a dry sense of humor, which is my favorite kind — and your photography is amazing. I'll certainly try to do better in 2012, if you will leave more breadcrumbs, I mean comments, for me. Deal? 😉
Oh and I saw this epitaph online the other day that made me smile "Well, this sucks."
Happy New Year!
Hey Nancy, that's okay regarding not visiting as often. You're pretty busy on your own blog as I've noticed! You are a prolific blogger which is nice to see! A couple of times I've gone to leave a comment on one of your posts, but sometimes there's over 60 comments! It seems I'd get lost in that many!
That is a nice epitaph! Something different like that really catches the eye.
Thanks for the comments about the photos and I must admit you take some pretty good shots yourself!
Best wishes for the year ahead.
Nice post. Be careful. .fluffy and cute might just suit you 😉
Hi Ivy. Photographic wise this is one of my favourite posts! One can't do much wrong with weather like that though.
Oh yeah, cute and fluffy is right up my alley!