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Content here represents the voice of SIGNATURE SUNSETS, an informational initiative designed to broaden and brighten horizons in the funerary domain.

The material is an outgrowth of a pre-planning reference book, Pondering Leaves: Composing and Conveying Your Life Story's Epilogue, written by the author of this blog.

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Thursday, November 6, 2014

CEMETERY ON THE CAPE

JOURNEY JOURNAL... Cape Cod, Massachusetts

SIGNS OF TIMES GONE 'BYE

Lacking prominence in spite of occupying prime real estate, a necropolis of old bones is situated in South Wellfleet along Cape Cod’s main thoroughfare traversing the cape’s upper peninsula.  The South Wellfleet Cemetery, interposed between waters of the Atlantic Ocean and Cape Cod Bay, harbors remains of people who lived during the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries.  Unabashedly old, it has weathered the forces of nature in spite of geographical and meteorological relations with the sea.  The graveyard has remained active in terms of continuing to shelter its denizens of death throughout subsequent years and in the present.

                               http://massachusetts-genealogy.com/Wellfleet-Genealogy.cfm
                               http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=cr&CRid=91737&CScnty=1173&CSsr=181&

Gravesites here bespeak heterogeneity.  Vestiges of traditional yore mingle with a contemporary trend toward natural practices.  The proprietor of the property promotes burials without liners or vaults.  


In some areas, grass has been restrained in a nod to common cemetery protocol. 


But just as noticeable are the sections dressed only in brambles and bushes au naturel.  

                           
                           

Today’s contemporary model of groomed expansiveness has been spurned in favor of nakedly unpolished exposure. 


              

                                        



Old headstones are cloaked in raiment of colorful lichens, manifesting the union of living elements spurred by Mother Nature.  


These slow-growing plants are composite organisms that grow together in a symbiotic relationship with fungi.  Though some reproduce asexually, many require sexual coupling characteristic of fungi producing spores.  Their habitat in some cases is an unlikely one for plants, allowing them to thrive on bare rocks, barren soil, and man-made structures such as walls, roofs, and monuments.  Growth typically produces crust-like or leaf-like formations in branching patterns. 


Lichen colors vary, and may be green, black, gray, yellow, red, orange, brown, or blue.  Here, as brightly prominent facets of memorial stones, they readily draw attention.  Of course, whether their conspicuousness is interpreted as blight or beauty is in eye of the beholder. 


Perhaps the most penetrating awareness prompted by visiting this graveyard is a reminder that infirmity and physical defenselessness snuffed out existence at much younger ages in centuries immediately preceding the current one.  Often, birth and death dates on the memorial stones denote profoundly abbreviated life spans.  Though there is evidence of one individual buried in 1897 at the ripe old age of eighty-four, many adults succumbed to early deaths and multiple gravesites identify the demise of young children struck down by ravages of untamed diseases. 

Here, amid solitude uninterrupted by human meanderings, a mindful appreciation for the evolution of medical and technological advances breaks the silence of inattention.  In this uncultivated territory distant from the cacophony of mainland liveliness, one’s spirit is refreshed by a startling affirmation of progress toward longevity that has enriched life in the twenty-first century.    
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