We’ve entered March, and thoughts and images of spring are creeping into our heads, from its early, threadbare days patched with churned mud, last year’s yellow grass, and the grey, shrinking remnants of snow through the first wistful wisps of green and slow, painful cracking-open of buds to the colour bursts of blossoms and the wide green shade of leaves we know will fade and fall again. So what better time to think of the inevitability of death, its ceremonies and rituals, and the places we set aside to keep the final physical traces of those we love or hate? Either way, most of us seem to want that final closure of knowing where they reside at the last, don’t we?
My Favourite Cemetery
I like cemeteries. I like to wander through them, looking at the stones and monuments, and reading the inscriptions. My favourite cemetery ever (so far) is the Ross Bay Cemetery in Victoria, British Columbia, where I lived briefly a number of years ago. And my favourite monument there is the stone angel in the photo above. I stared at it many times, from many angles, at many different hours of the day. And it’s crept, fallen, stumbled into a few poems since then, and will likely haunt more in the future.
Plan Your Own Funeral with Aaron Freeman
What started me looking for photos of Ross Bay Cemetery and its angel today was a note from my friend Dave Hickey, with a link to this great audio piece by a guy named Aaron Freeman about planning to have a physicist speak at your funeral. Go on over and have a listen. There’s a transcript, read along. An hilarious and wonderful approach to take to a funeral.