As my previous moblog entry showed, I was awake at an ungodly hour in order to make an 8am meeting in a graveyard, bizarrely I wasn’t even sure if I was going to go right up to last night…
At the AFPG meeting on Tuesday, an idea of a photostroll in Oakland Cemetery on Saturday morning at 8am was thrown up, now I’m just getting out of bed at 8am, let alone being in Atlanta at that time, so I said maybe… Maybe with intentions to pass. But for some reason I passed out while watching the Phoenix Suns at Atlanta Hawks game on Fox Sports last night (no, the Hawks werent that bad (besides, I’m a longtime Suns fan)) and woke up at 3am after a most bizarre dream, the details of which I wont go into… By bizarre coincidence, this was the time I jokingly said I’d have to be awake at in order to make it in the planning thread on Flickr.
So at 3am I had nothing better to do than kill some time, so I left home at 6:45 and made it to Oakland at around 8, no thanks to MARTA (a theme from the last photostroll). A good number of people, around 23, also made the early morning pilgrimage to the cemetery to walk about, chew the fat and take some pictures of the gravestones and sights surrounding them, and at 8am it’s a fantastic place… Very peaceful, a million miles away from Atlanta as we know it, even though the skyline looms large. Anyways, I tried to avoid taking pictures of headstones and headstones alone, so I amused myself with the vistas afforded to me by the cemetery, but I did hunt down Gone With The Wind author Margaret Mitchell’s marker, which is hidden away round the back of the Mitchell/Marsh plot.
Originally uploaded by FLC.
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2 responses to “Graveyard Shift”
Fewh – what an early morning for a stroll! I enjoyed the nice day though!
and I really love the new design! AWESOME!
Thanks Brooke,
Yeah, it was a lot of fun… It’s nice to learn a few new tricks from an awesome group like that, on the other hand, it was equally nice just to wander off on your own and soak up the ambience of the place… a great combination of the two. I’m looking forward to the next stroll, wherever and whenever it might be