I remember seeing the cemetery during the winter when the leaves on the trees made sure it was a sight that you could not miss. And in my 'african' mind I shuddered, wondering how anyone could live beside such a place. But in the way the world goes, I now live in the apartment that overlooks the cemetery, only now the lovely leaves of spring have it all covered up! I decided to take a walk through the graveyard a few weeks ago and when I mentioned it to my friend who had lived there before me, she said she thought I was 'african' but apparently she was wrong. I guess curiosity took the better of me and I was pleasantly surprised. It is a lovely place and has the feel of being in the woods. There are so many lovely trees, running brooks, birds that sing such delightful songs that if I kept my eyes off the ground, I would think I was in heaven:) It is a lovely place (have I said that before). I went walking among the sleeping place of those long gone and I felt at pea...