Following the US Civil War families began to buy land in cemeteries rather than their church grave yards. The grave yards were full in many cases.
The Martin family had a large circular plot, which they surrounded with wrought iron fencing.
Little Annie is buried there.
Time has not been kind here and just recently parts of this historical fencing lost the battle to rust.
However, it did allow someone passing by to leave a small flower for Annie.
Poor little Annie and her family. Time is obliterating the fencing but it feels like the pain of loss carries on in these shots. Nicely done, Ted.
Thank you very much. The ‘rust and ruin’ in old cemeteries is both beautiful, and sad.
I can only imagine the grief of Little Annie’s parents as they laid her there to rest. I can almost see her memorial service where the pastor may have read from the book of James, “Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.” There was probably not a dry eye there, and two parents stood with broken hearts. Yet, with the passage of time and the passing of her parents, Little Annie was once again reunited in glory with her earthly parents alongside their Heavenly Father! And all sorrow was turned to joy. Perhaps, at the memorial service, the pastor also read the words of the apostle John: “And ye now therefore have sorrow: but I will see you again, and your heart shall rejoice, and your joy no man taketh from you.” John 16:22
-William