A life size baby elephants in a graveyard. It's on a grave from someone who owned a circus. It says that on the headstone.
One of these days I'll grown up to be the girl who's bangs stay put. Thrifted velvet coat on safari? Oh, heck, why not?
The Doctor was looking on-line for places to explore and found out about the elephant. It's a couple of miles south of Moultrie.
It's interesting to explore old graveyards around here. Most of them are still being used. I find it interesting to look at the dates and wonder about the lives of the people. It's a different way to look at history and some of the history around here is unpleasant.
Like this: that's a new headstone for Mr. Hall who served in the Confederate States Army. AKA the losing side. See that rusty cross thing? That marks the graves of men who served in the CSA. There's a group who put them out and repairs/replaces the damaged headstone. The item on the left is a flag holder.
Here's another one. This one is interesting because of the boarder around the grave. Those things that look like garden edging are sometimes put around old graves. I have no idea why. It's also becoming rare to see the fencing, because people steal it and it turns up in pricey antique shops. So do those old boarder stones. Don't do that!
1792, Mr. Norman was born 223 years ago. What was his life like and how did he end up here?
Moses Norman, maybe the son of James Norman? His CSA cross is craved right into the headstone.
Miss Josephine would have been a teenager during the Civil War. Do you wonder what her life was like?