after this past weekend's jaunt, i'm 3/6 for new england state fairs this year. reckon that's a good enough percentage for me, though the squash and herb honorees at the tunbridge world's fair in VT were especially alluring...
i'd like to see the world distribution of 'largest zucchini' ribbons. back on the homefront, took an amble around mount auburn cemetery and found, among chestnuts and acorns, some good anchors..
^one of the best inscriptions i've seen, revisited.
--
To the memory
Of
David Patterson.
Merchant.
Who died at sea October 31, 1831
Aged 27 years
---
ERECTED
By his commercial friends and associates
As a memorial of their
Affection
And respect for his elevated moral and religious
Character.
---
“He sleeps beneath the blue (lop? Lap’d?) sea
He lies where pearls lie deep
He was the loved of all, yet none
O’er his low bed may weep.”
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