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La Certosa 🪦 for #spookysaturday episode 11

No story this week, sorry! But this is the Cimitero Monumentale La Certosa. It's a very lovely place and if you're ever in Bologna I highly recommend visiting it - it doesn't look this spooky, it's just for the picture! 😂 In the background you can see Il Santuario della Beata Vergine di San Luca on the hill. ✨


#photography #amateurphotography #cemetery #spooky #creepy #eerie #dark #moody #horror #graves #bologna #italia #corridor #blackandwhite #bnw #monochrome #blackandwhitephotography #italy #spookyvibes #europe #travel
The Graveyard Shift / Il Turno di Notte for #spookysaturday episode 8

Night guard at a rural cemetery wasn't exactly the job you were looking for, but these past six months have actually been great. Nice and quiet, nobody to bother you, decent pay!
Tonight's the same routine as ever: check all the gates are locked, quick sweep along the outer walls, note any signs of damage, walk your regular routes and watch out for anybody who shouldn't be there. Same old same old, but you don't mind, you like the familiarity.
Oh, someone’s left the lights on in the crypts again. Better turn them off. As you get closer, you hear sounds - muffled voices and footsteps. Great. They’d warned you about teenagers sneaking in for a dare. Heading down the stairs, you call out "Okay, fun's over. Time to go home".
No answer. You walk down one of the corridors. You can hear footsteps and voices ahead of you, so you speed up and turn the corner quickly. Nothing. Damn, these guys are fast.
"You're not in trouble. You just can't be in here now".
More mumbling and shuffling. You turn corner after corner for – what? – 20 minutes? Has the crypt always been this big? You decide if you leave the door open, they'll eventually go home. You try to retrace your steps, peering down corridors – you don't remember it looking like this before. Did you take a right or a left here? Don’t remember this dead end…
You realize that the voices and footsteps have stopped. There’s now complete silence. Then the lights go out. Pitch black. You start feeling your way along the walls.
The voices are back, but they’re no longer muffled.
"It's our turn to chase you."
And the footsteps are clearer too. And faster. Much faster.

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"Death is A Door" for #doorsday

"Death is only an old door
Set in a garden wall
On gentle hinges it gives, at dusk
When the thrushes call
Along the lintel are green leaves
Beyond the light lies still;
Very willing and weary feet
Go over that sill
There is nothing to trouble any heart;
Nothing to hurt at all.
Death is only a quiet door.
In an old wall."
- Nancy Byrd Turner (1880-1971)

Cemeteries are incredible testaments to how much people love one another. Every brick laid, every statue carved, every flower left, is an act of love for someone who has slipped away into the next room.
Hugs and warm wishes to you all. ♥️🫂✨

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Love this flower memorial which is being created in the Necropolis, Glasgow's main Victorian cemetery. It marks a common grave where 8,094 people were interred. When visiting the Necropolis, it's easy to focus on the ornate monuments created for the upper echelons of Glasgow society set on the top of the hill and forget that this was a burial place for all.

Sí señoras, -por fin- hemos llegado al último día de la semana. En mi caso exhausta y cuasiexánime (como parece estarlo la doñita de la fotografía que hice en mis últimas visitas a un cementerio) , y aún así para mi infortunio la brega laboral no termina aún.
Mandadme fuerzas, compañeras. Si llego viva a mañana, no me despertéis. Dejadme dormir 💤