So I am not sure if I ever mentioned I live across the street from a big old graveyard, and I love it.
I run through it for a jog, go there to think, walk through it at night with Matt, even spent one New Years eve with a bottle of wine on the steps of the mausoleum drinking and kissing my fiancé of two weeks, smoking cigarettes and prancing around in the snow.
Last October I was feeling all Halloweenee, and had to go for a walk through the graveyard in the night.
I totally stumbled across these and thought I 'd share them with you.
I told Matt to take pictures, and how can a picture in a graveyard not be goth, and many were just fucking silly and probably embarrassing.
This is something that happens every once in a while, strange dark iPhone camera pictures in our beautiful neighbourhood Graveyard.
Maybe I'll make this a series.
-E.
