Our Sunday morning adventure brought us to Watertown Center where the trees are just beginning to change and the light looked more like a fairytale than reality. We took a couple of back roads and literally stumbled right onto a tiny, ancient cemetery sitting right on top of a small crooked knoll. It looked like most of the stones had death dates in the early 1800’s. Judging by the sign, and after a little google research, I have brilliantly deduced there are some waterfalls around this cemetery somewhere. I am going to head back over that way sometime to see if I can find them. Until then, check out some shots I took there this morning and how unbelievably good Mr. Jackson was being in the car (for the first time ever).
September 25, 2011