When my husband died in 2001, he had this gold watch, worth lots money, and his sisters wanted the watch to be buried with him, and I agreed, and then when the coffin was closed and we all went home before the funeral, I am sure one of the funeral attendants may have got that watch. Many times I wish I had defied my inlaws and kept that watch for memory.
This is my kind of thing! I love to visit old cemeteries . I like reading the dates and names on the tombs. And if any flowers fallen over, I set them back right. and pull weeds from around the tomb.
Wow, and to think my sister-in-law had to be creepy. Her husband is a mortician and furnal director, and the bedroom where my late husband I slept, the bedside table was a small child's coffin, and it had a pretty pestal baby blue throw over it. Sad to say, I could never sleep after learning that fact.
My parents used to have two wine cellers (chests) that resembled those doors, and always freaked me out when I visited them. My mom used to say when she die, she would like to be buried in one, and that freaked me out even more. Maybe that is why I have a lopsided mind!
That angel adds an exciting and awe appeal to the photo. I would like to believe there are angels watching over all who are within mental hospitals, the staff and the patients. This photo gets and A+ from me!!
You are so right Johnr. Glass is a no-no in some mental hospitals. I was commited into a state hospital in 2006, in the female observation unit, and the nurses' station was protected by plexiglass, and one of the heavier females became psychotic and took her fist and rammed that glass so hard it shattered the plexiglass. Wnen they repaired it, they placed wire meshing somehow between the panes of the plexiglass (error in spelling?)
If it is junkies, they be at the right place to trip. Probably they be tripping and maybe they even can feel at home here. Who in their right mind want to take drugs in an old abandoned psych hospital ? Gee!
This is a beautiful pic. It looks as if it is grayscale. I have printed grandkids pics using grayscale, and this pic reminds me of that. I think grayscale is right, I may be in error.
The mural is very nice, except the snake in the tree. I have vivid nightmares of an in-ground pool that is stagnant, green with alea, and black rancid water. I feel myself falling into the inky blackness of the water. Thank God I wake up around then. We used to have an in-ground pool when I was a teen in 1975, and the water would become green, turtles would swim in there, and an alligator would wander in there. I have a fear of water where I cannot see the bottom. Paranoia, if you please.