Two weeks ago on Wednesday, I had the day off because my eyes were to be examined, and it was hard to tell how many hours would pass before I'd see good enough again to be able to work.
My sister went with me and made sure I wasn't too scared (I always am when it comes to my eyes), and that I would get home alright with my limited eye sight.
It was a beautiful sunny day, and by early afternoon, I felt confident enough to be out and about again. We therefore took advantage of the unexpected time off and the beautiful weather, and went for a walk.
It was much milder than it is now (-9 Celsius this morning, that is around 15 F), and it definitely was more early spring than late winter.
We decided to walk across town to the palace grounds, out there at the other end and to the new and old cemetery. I have posted about Ludwigsburg's Old Cemetery a few times already, for instance here and here, but I don't think I have ever talked about the New Cemetery. It is just one block away from the old one, and it is still in use. From early childhood, I was used to going there with my Mum and/or Grandma, looking after the graves of our relatives.
It has been a few years since I've last been there, but my sister and I found the old places without difficulty.
Then we walked to the place that always fascinated me as a child, and which I have not quite worked out until today - what is it for? What does it mean?
The plaque at the feet of the bronze sculpture informs us that this is the replica of a Greek statue from the 5th century B.C., based on a Roman copy from Florence, known as Idolino. Why was he chosen to adorn my home town's cemetery? I really wonder what the connection is.
And here is a question for you: Does anyone know what language the writing on this tombstone is, and what it means?
Our next stop was the Old Cemetery. No squirrel leading us to the oldest tomb this time, and the monument to friendship had all shutters closed for the winter so that we could not look at the statue of Grieving Friendship. But we were pleased to see that the tomb of our last king and his family was in good order, not as neglected as we'd sometimes seen it in the past.
For a few minutes, we watched a tiny brown mouse with shiny black eyes darting about among last autumn's brown leaves on the ground.
Back across town, we arrived home with a lot more sunlight under our belts than what is usually possible for us during an average work day. It certainly felt good, and I am glad my sister took the day off to look after me!