Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Memories


On the back of our lot, we have a stand of trees and shrubs. During the summer, spring and fall, the trees and shrubs are filled out and anything lurking in our mini-forest is impossible to see.

Last winter, though, as the foliage had thinned, I spotted this memorial rock or tombstone for the first time. Inscribed on it is a very famous "funeral" poem:

If tears could build a stairway
and memories a lane
I'd walk right up to heaven
and bring you home again.

I'm guessing one of the two previous owners of this house buried a favorite pet amidst the trees and bushes, and from the paw print, I'd guess it was a dog.

13 comments:

Kate said...

From the cross that looks pretty Celtic, I imagine that the dog was a Wolfhound or another kind of Irish breed. Visit it often Jacob/lowell and bark a bit often.

William Kendall said...

That would be a fitting stone for a dog, yes.

RedPat said...

That is so sweet, Lowell!

Taken For Granted said...

Interesting find in the underbrush. Can't read the bottom of that inscription.
Thanks for your comment on my blog today. I wasn't the only one who enjoyed it.

Petrea Burchard said...

How sweet and sad. We have a backyard memorial to our Boz, though he's not buried there.

Linda said...

This is really sweet.

Karl said...

I like the poem on this stone.

Taken For Granted said...

In 1950 my Dad was a DeSoto-Plymouth dealer. My Mom drove a 1950 Plymouth station wagon. It was blue. Dad drove a different DeSoto every couple of months. Your Plymouth must had been a Deluxe model.

Sharon said...

Awww... that is a lovely little memorial. I do so understand the crushing sorrow of losing a beloved pet.

Halcyon said...

Interesting find. Seems appropriate for a beloved pet.

Small City Scenes said...

How touching. I would have taken it if and when I left unless I left just as the dog had. On the Ranch in my daughter's back yard is a small child's grave stone--very sweet.
MB

Anonymous said...

Nice. We have a castle in our area and there also are tombstones for cats and dogs of the castle owners. But without cross.

Sallie (FullTime-Life) said...

A poignant find for sure.

"Photographers deal in things which are continually vanishing and when they have vanished there is no contrivance on earth which can make them come back again." — Henri Cartier-Bresson