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 Yesterday started off "interestingly" as we like to say here in Minnesota, when I took out the garbage and discovered that it was... snowing.  The temperature stayed in the 30s for long enough to accumulate on branches and on the grass.

Angry Birds lawn features covered in an inch of snow.

My angry bird lawn ornaments were very angry, indeed.

Of course, this kind of snow--where it falls and piles up a bit, but melts before the day is out--is not THAT uncommon here, though this felt to most of us as TOO EARLY.  I think that has a lot to do with the fact that the leaves are in peak color, but haven't really started to even fall yet. No one has had a chance to do ANY yard work because in the entire month of October so far, we've had (including today) THREE DAYS where it hasn't rained almost all day long.

I was a little disconcerted by the snow, myself, because I had bought tickets for the "fall colors tour" at Lakewood Cemetery.  

This is all part of my continuing plan to be a tourist in my own hometown. Tickets were super-cheap, $5.00 a piece. What it bought me was a seat on a HEATED trolley, hot cider, and a 45 minute driving tour of Lakewood.  

I used to live in Uptown, about three blocks from the cemetery, so I've spent a lot of time exploring the grounds. For those of you unfamiliar with Lakewood Cemetery in Minneapolis it's very much modeled itself on a Victorian (Edwardian?) model of cemetery as picnic/destination spot. It was founded in 1871 and is expansive... big enough, in fact, to have a lake in the center of it.

Here's a shot I took, inside the cemetery, of its lake:

The lake of Lakewood

At any rate, I met up with my friend Nick at the Garden Mausoleum and we grabbed our free hot cider and boarded the trolley.  The trolley was cramped.  We had bench seats, wooden, and they were built at a time when people's butts weren't nearly as big as is average in 2018.  My view was this:

Interior of crowded trolley car

The tour guide was an example of why it's better to hire actors than historians to guide tours. She had a lot of technical problems with her microphone (which I feel like an actor would have at least found a way to make funny), but also, because she was an amateur historian, she had a tendency to ramble on about details that were interesting to HER. She didn't have a very good sense of what sorts of things were likely to be crowd-pleasers. She also had no filters when it came to recognizing when she'd gone down one of these personal rabbit holes and couldn't read the room to save her soul (or our glazed-eyed boredom.)

However, the tour was still fun because Lakewood is just impressive as hell all on its own.

Ironically, it was early enough in the season that the majority of the cemetery, which is largely a grove of native red oaks, had not turned yet, so a lot of the "fall color" was actually green.

Green oak trees and monument graves.

But I did manage to get one really nice autumn shot, when we were over by the Civil War memorial:

a black canon in front of a yellow-orange maple tree

Would I do it again? No, probably not. Would I recommend it? Possibly. If you're visiting or if you've just never checked out Lakewood, it really is an AMAZING cemetery.  I know it sounds weird to recommend a cemetery, but Lakewood was designed to be like a garden. When we were there we saw a loon out on the lake, Canada Geese wandering around like they do, and a flock of turkeys.  I used to go over to Lakewood to take walks when I lived in Uptown and I used to feel weird about it, like maybe I was disturbing someone's mourning, but I'll never forget the time I was walking along and a car rolled up next to me filled with old ladies and I thought for sure they were going to yell at me for carrying my drawing pad, but when they rolled down the window, they asked, "Have you spotted the wood ducks??"

So, I mean, it's that kind of place.

Plus? When we were there, our trolley was passed by another tour trolley that had a "JUST MARRIED" sign in the back. Which MIGHT explain all the Loli Goth cosplayers I saw. (They might have been a goth wedding party.)
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My family and I went to Lakewood Cemetery on Sunday. It was a beautiful day, even if the wind was cold. We went to clean off Ella*'s grave and to enjoy the cemetery. It might seem a little weird, but when Shawn and I live in Uptown, Lakewood was a favorite place to stroll. This time when we were there, we saw two moms pushing their strollers through the cemetery. It really is like a park, especially since it has an actual lake in the center of it.

And there are geese:

geese among marble headstones

Shawn had brought along flowers to leave at Ella's grave. We had purchased a built-in vase, but it'd been quite a while since we'd last visited and it took some wedging and struggling to get it up out of the ground. It's hard to describe, but it's a self-contained thing, where there's a vase inside a metal sleeve that sits in upside down, until you twist it out and put it upright. The interior had gotten filled with quite a bit of dirt, but with the application of water I was able to loosen it enough to get it out. (There's a built in drainage hole, but that had also gotten a bit plugged with roots.) At any rate, that was quite the ordeal. We did get it working, though, so that's what's important.

We tend to think of Ella now, rather than on August 5, her death day, because she was conceived on Halloween. We know this for a fact, of course, because we did the artificial insemination at a clinic. (Not as much guess work that way!) We don't visit the grave annually, but every so often we get the urge.

Mason is never quite sure what to think about his sister that he never knew, I don't think, but we've always been upfront about who she was. Still, I know it's a bit weird for him to see his parents sad, and not have any sense of Ella. He mostly kept his distance, though he helped with the cleaning of the vase. Then, he and I wandered around looking at all the amazing graves. We played a little "game" of trying to find the earliest birth year on any of the headstones. We found someone born in 1773!

There's also just a ton of amazing stone work.

Celtic Cross gravestone bearing the name "Christian."

It was a lovely, contemplative time.

Of course, every time we go to Lakewood, we end up driving past our old duplex on Girard, and we have to remark on how much Uptown has changed in our absence. (A LOT!)

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For any newcomers to my blog, Ella is my daughter. She was stillborn about 15 years ago (August 5, 2002). I have a bit of a memory page still up for her on my website, though it needs updating as, obviously, we did continue to try and now have Mason.

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