My favorite time to explore Old Salem is on a weekday evening, when not many people fill the streets and I am free to wander about.
I always head towards the back corners of the village. The knobby cobblestone paths are quieter there and less often traveled.
Towering trees stand tall over my head. Some of them must be as old as the buildings themselves.
Nestled between the buildings are many hidden corridors and twisting paths. There is never a lack of places to explore.
One of my very favorite things about summer is the long warm nights that are often spent exploring.
There isn’t much daylight left when we get home from work, so an evening walk in the cemetery quickly turned into a night walk in the cemetery.
I like the Old Salem Cemetery, where the skyscrapers are just barely visible beyond the rolling hills filled with symmetrical headstones.
Just around the curve, you’ll find yourself on a hill which overlooks another portion of the cemetery, where the symmetry is gone and every headstone is unique. It is an interesting contrast.
The cemetery at night feels like a quiet and calming place. Nobody else was around.
(At least nobody that we could see!)
I’ve always thought cemeteries were a peaceful place.
Especially on a quiet autumn evening.
The rolling hills in the Old Salem cemetery are laden with intricate grave stones, and lavish crypts.
No one else was around, making for the perfect walk, as the setting sun cast a warm glow over all the graves and the crisp cool air began to settle in.
My favorite grave stone is one that takes the shape of two trees, belonging to a husband and wife who are buried together. I like it because it seems like something I would have chosen.