Beauty

 One morning I walked around the Glebe, photographing fall colours around homes.

This is St. Patrick Basilica downtown. It has particularly vivid fall colours on the trees alongside it.

I passed near the future main branch of the Ottawa Public Library. The fall colours nearby caught my eye.

I was headed for a shuttle going into the Gatineau Hills. En route, the shuttle stopped briefly by a cemetery in Gatineau. This was a new route, and unfamiliar territory for me.

As the shuttle moved through Gatineau Park, I took photos out the window at the woodland, turning into its autumn glory. Most of the Gatineau Hills are contained within the region Les Collines-des-l'Outaouais.

War Graves And Little Lambs

Today I conclude this look at Woodlawn Cemetery in Guelph.

There are tombstones done in the Commonwealth War Graves Commission style, most of them gathered together in a single area. Some of these are veterans, while others are people who died in action more recently and were returned home.

Quite often in older cemeteries like this, a child angel or a lamb on a tombstone will designate the grave of a child. Such is the case with these.

One wider view from here.

A couple of days later we'd had snow. I was passing by the cemetery and took this shot. Tomorrow I'll take you elsewhere in Guelph.

A Walk Among The Tombstones

Carrying on with this walk through Woodlawn Cemetery, I kept taking pictures.

I'm not certain as to if this is a tombstone. If it is, the inscription is well worn away.

This tombstone has always caught my eye during visits.

Serenity In A Place Of Eternal Rest

I'm carrying on today with this look at Woodlawn Cemetery in Guelph.

This one, with a cat and dog inscribed on the stone, caught my eye.

Winter Wandering Through The Cemetery

I went down to southern Ontario for a few days in early January; the next few posts will reflect that. I paid a visit to Woodlawn Cemetery on one of those days. This is found in the city of Guelph, at the heart of Wellington County. When I took these shots, there wasn't much snow on the ground. It being shortly after Christmas, here and there I noticed Christmas wreaths at some of the tombstones.

The building here is near the entrance, housing the offices for the cemetery.

I carried on with my walk.

A memorial stone here includes a Union Jack beside it; the names of six soldiers who died overseas during World War One are inscribed on it.

The wreath we see here is here for a specific reason. The McCrae family plot is here, with the name on several stones. Inscribed on the flat stone we see here is the name of their most famous son, John McCrae, whose burial place is in Europe. McCrae served in World War One and wrote the poem in Flanders Fields.