An unexpected afternoon trip to beechwood cemetery with friend and Ottawa photographer Dwayne Brown led to a chilly and slightly sombre afternoon of photographs on Saturday. There's something so intimate and delicate about cemeteries - the resting place for so many souls and so much history.
Standing before so many of the monuments, I was humbled to imagine the lives and stories behind all of those both named and nameless that had led them to this final resting place. So many familiar names - Bronson, Maclaren, Sparks, Booth, and those those even more notable - and so many more whose names had worn away with the passage of time.
I was struck by the beauty of the surroundings - the decorative elements, incredible typography, beautiful old trees and plants, and maybe more significantly, the silence. Such beautiful ways to commemorate those who have been loved - and lost.