Jon Crispin's Notebook


Posted in Flowers, Landscape, People, Plants by joncrispin on 14/07/2010

No matter where I live, there is one spot which I am always surprised to see.  It is as if it doesn’t belong to its surroundings, so in my mind I block it out.  In Ithaca there was a stretch of road that gave me the feeling of being somewhere else, and there was a street in Springfield, OH that had the same affect on me.  /  Peter and I were walking in downtown Amherst yesterday and as I looked to my left down an alley, I saw this graveyard.  It is literally in the very center of town, but is situated in such a way that it is not visible unless you are really looking for it.  Emily Dickinson is buried here, so there are almost always vague looking people wandering around paying their respects.

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