To think I went to Springrove Cemetery during the spring, I go every year with my boy scout troop and we are just dying to go back. So many puns in one sentence! Any how, my first time going there was in fact with my boy scout troop and we loved it. Of course, we love every campout we go on but it was still very nice to see the famous cemetery. It really is famous, if you don't believe me then ask me when you are free and I will show you the article in Traveler's magazine dedicated to it.
On our way there we had some new scouts a little hesitant about the idea of camping in a cemetery, but I told them there was nothing to be afraid of because all the dead does is sleep anyway! We camped in some woods that Springrove owns but is not using at the time so we would not be in the way of anything. Getting back to the wonder-striking view of the gorgeous cemetery, it was clear that whoever takes care of it puts in a lot of hard work in making the place look nice. There were well kept bushes and big pots of flowers everywhere to add to the desolation and tranquility that every cemetery gives off. Some peope fail to feel such an unruffling emotion, but for me I seem to get torrented by it the moment my car goes through the entrance. When you think about it, theres really nothing at cemeteries. Cemeteries is where people house the dead, nothing ever happens, but for some reason I always find myself thinking really hard and feeling so at rest. Again, there I go with the puns!
Yes, as far as the feelings you get most cemetaries are the same, but not Springrove, they have spectacular headstones and unorthodox gravesites that steal your focus and keep it for themselves. I find it different because I do in fact camp there every year, with my troop, my close friends, so I do have an emotional bond with the place. Nevertheless, I highly suggest a visit to this most, magnificent manor known as Springrove Cemetery. And finally, this is a post script, throughout this whole article I was unable to figure out how to spell cemetery. I was unsure if it was spelled cemetary, or cemetery, because cemetery kind of feels like symmetry. But anyways, I will bid you farewell until my next article.
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