I've mentioned my love of cemeteries before. Today I was able to indulge that macabre love of visiting the resting place of the dead three times. @Bookmark61
and I are on a road trip and we took a few detours today. Our first stop was near Elwood, Illinois, at Abraham Lincoln National Cemetery. I've been to a few national cemeteries, but never one this big. It was sobering to see hundreds and hundreds of uniform headstones, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Occasionally, the uniformity was disrupted by a splash of colorful flowers.
Our next stop was a small community cemetery north of Bloomington, IL. We were looking for a geocache. I took one look at the jungle-like growth and decided I wasn't wading into it wearing capris and a sleeveless blouse. Brett dived right in and found the cache. Hopefully he won't pay for it with a poison ivy rash in the next day or two.
Once the cache was found, the log signed, Brett safely out of the jungle and the burs picked out of his socks and shoelaces, we pulled over to a shady spot for a picnic lunch. Then we explored the rather ostentatious mausoleum nearby. I think the animals on top were supposed to be sheep, but their faces looked like dogs. It was all rather bizarre.
Our last stop was a tiny family cemetery nestled between Route 66 and I-44 like an oasis in the desert. This was my favorite stop of the day. The wall around it was erected as a memorial to the builder's grandparents.
Friday we will take a detour through Devil's Elbow and the Hooker Cut. Hopefully I won't wilt in the heat. It was 105 degrees as we approached St. Louis this afternoon. Brett bet me it would get to 108 in the city. I said it would hold at 105, since evening was coming on and there were clouds moving in. It got to 108 and kept on going, peaking at 110 degrees before cooling down to the mid-90s. I am looking forward to autumn.