I should have run these during the fall, but it’s hard to say what’s going to catch my eye on any particular evening. These were taken in the fall of 2009 in Memorial Park Cemetery. If you click on the photo to make it larger, you can see flowers on some of the graves. It’s pretty hard for florists to compete with the natural beauty of nature.
Those aren’t persimmons
Mother’s a real fan of persimmons. We usually make it up to Tower Rock where there’s a great tree. When I took a closer look at the leaves on the ground, I saw the ground was covered with what looked like persimmons, so I made a mad dash up to the house to bring her back to see the treasure I had discovered. I don’t know what they were, but they turned out NOT to be persimmons.
Those must have been ginko fruit (definitely ginko leaves) as after my aunt’s interment there last fall, my step dad asked me so stop so he could harvest several off the ground at that same tree. I don’t remember whether they are edible, but I think he was wanting a few to start new trees for friends. Memorial Park is definitely one of the prettiest places in the Cape area.
It is great late spring day in Florida… translation the air conditioner is on, and the temperture is heading toward 90. Pride comes before the fall, so I guess Fall comes before spring is possible too. Now for the lovely yellow leaves, I have no idea what these leaves are, but I have seen them in Missouri many times and there are some in the woods behind my dad’s house on Oak Hills Drive.
Memorial Park is a Gem. My mom is buried there and my dad will be too, when then time comes. Memoril Park does have the certian something of peaceful beauty that is hard to describe but easy to see. Glad you brought a little fall into this day, and now to google ginko trees…
Yes, it is a Ginkgo tree. It is a beautiful tree that as you can see turns bright yellow in the fall. All the leaves will drop at almost the same time making it easy to rake but the fruit are just awful! They do look like a persimmon but when left too long on the ground, ferment and emit the most putrid odor. There were a pair in front of Franklin school for years but when they began to bear fruit, they had to be cut down. The kids would track in the fruit and the entire building would smell of dog poop. Teachers were constantly searching for who stepped in the mess.
Beautiful, Ken.
The family plot is adjacent to there, so I know it well. I agree with my old friend, Tim Ludwig, about how pretty it is there, and we all remember how it used to be considered “the outskirts of town”.