A Special Day

November 1st is All Saint’s Day in France, a time when many people visit cemteries to stop at tombs of those who have passed on. The cemeteries are full of flowers-mums especially-and it’s a visual feast to wander through Pere Lachase. I wanted to visit there on November 1st but Maurice and I were finishing painting a room and by the time I cleaned the floors and we replaced the furniture, I was out of energy so I didn’t make it until a few days later but there were fewer people and the sun shown on the trees with their golden leaves and it was a joy to wander among the graves enjoying life with reminders all around of how fast time goes.


Rows of mums lining a walkway with a shower of golden leaves along side.


At rest.


Autumn trees illuminated in the sunshine.


This was a new tomb to me-I’m usually in the same areas.


Dying flowers in a stone hand.

8 thoughts on “A Special Day

  1. I like walking through that cemetery. But once about 18 years ago, my husband’s cousin was visiting from Australia and I was in charge of showing him around Paris for a week, and every single day he wanted to go to Jim Morrison’s grave. I begged off after the second time and went shopping.

  2. I love walking in cemeteries. When the kids were little, we had a great hilly cemetery down the street from us. The statue (?) of the man with the mustache looks so sad. I gues they couldn’t have him smiling if he was dead. Love the sun and the leaves and the flowers.

  3. Pere Lachaise is one of my all time favorite places to visit in Paris. I use to live down the street from it.
    We went to Carcassone, the other day and I took some photos of the cemetery next to it. I was hoping to see some older tombstones than 1800…

    Hope to see you when you come back from the States.

  4. All Souls Day is always celebrated on a Sunday here in Norway, this year it was yesterday. If you visit the cemeteries after dark they are filled with burning candles.

  5. Oh how I would love to visit that cemetery. I have lots of photos of them especially the older ones. When we were in Germany we went to visit my Oma and Opa’s gravesite. My hubby could not believe how beautiful it looked.

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