Thursday, September 28, 2017

Montreal: The Cemetery

It was a foggy Saturday morning when I visited the Notre-Dame-des-Neiges cemetery on the northwest side of the "mountain" that gives Montreal its name. There are a million people buried there and in the adjoining Mount Royal Cemetery. Wow.

Most of it looked like this:

But there were also family mausoleums:

Here's a close-up of that doorway:

Out of the many markers that I saw, a few particularly caught my attention:

It almost seems as if he might start talking to you at any moment.

This is the grave of a 5-year-old boy.

This funky lettering was not typical.

In addition to the sea of grass and tree-form hydrangeas that were popular near many gravesites, there were a few signs of life along the way:

Detergent left behind by a family cleaning their family's stone, perhaps?

And a woodchuck. Chucking.

I know I only saw a small portion of the cemetery, but I'm glad I went. The fog was burning off as I descended the steep northern edge.

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