I wouldn't trade an afternoon with these Angels for anything in the world.
They may look solemn or saddened to you, but trust me...they are not whatsoever.
Instead, they are very devoted to looking over their loved ones, day in and day out...and they have been for the past 100 years.
They gaze upon their eternal place of rest and pray for everlasting life and happiness for those who lie beneath them.
They are some of my favorite Angels that reside in the Grace Episcopal Cemetery in St. Francisville, Louisiana.
Grace Episcopal Church was built in 1858 and is the second oldest Episcopal Church in the state, housing one of two (circa 1860) pipe organs that are known to be in existence today.
This beautiful Gothic structure was heavily damaged in the Civil War, which left the church unconsecrated until 1893.
Surrounded by century old wrought iron gates, live oak trees dripping with Spanish moss and beautiful blooming azaleas, you'd never guess the trials this structure has endured until you walk the grounds...
and read the sentiments left behind a long, long time ago.
Crumbling tombs and misplaced headstones are not all what this cemetery holds, don't let these photos above deceive you.
There is much MORE grace and beauty that lies within :)
There is a peaceful presence that blankets the moss covered grass with every step...
and if you listen closely, you might hear whispers of welcome and sounds of sweet salutations from those of whom live here.
In addition to Angels, most of the tombs are surrounded by beautifully ornate wrought iron gates that continue to hold the families together...
proudly boasting the family name.
(these were just to name a few...there were many)
Then there are the majestic tombs that catch the eye from a distance, impossible to remain unnoticed amidst the century old live oaks...
I could post so many more photos...I spent hours here and it still wasn't enough time for me as I didn't even see half of the cemetery. Seriously, I swear...not even half of it.
This place of Grace & Beauty will have to remain on my list of places to visit again soon and pick up where I left off, hoping to stroll through a little more slower the next time.
And maybe next time, I'll pack myself a lunchbox and sit among my favorite Angels.
I'll look forward to listening for the whispers of welcome from those who live there...
Beneath the trees that hold so much history...
Beneath the blanket of peace :)
If you are interested, you can read more about Grace Church Yard here.