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It rained all day yesterday.
The view out the office window made me think of a cemetery I once visited...
On a winding, isolated road
in the Michigan Upper Peninsula,
I saw a sign for the Irish Hollow Cemetery [<link] near Rockland.
It was a cold, foggy, October day,
the trees were colored in reds, oranges, and yellows.
I was in Ontonagon for a meeting
at the Forest Service office there.
I made a detour into this old cemetery
on the drive home.
It was worth it for creepy atmosphere in the fading daylight.
But I wouldn't wanted to be there after dark.
It sounds like the start of a spooky adventure, if you ever wanted to write one.
ReplyDeleteIndeed. Maybe when this year's Words for Wednesday wraps up.
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