Kangaroo sprawling in the midday sun. CBD Brisbane
Russian orthodox graves. Toowong Cemetery.
War graves
Mayne family grave. Toowong cemetery.
Janie spent the night here on the way to the Tasmanian wooden boat festival. I've wanted to check out the Russian orthodox graves at Toowong cemetery for a while, so that's where we headed before we had to head out to the airport for her flight.
We were intrigued by the fact that the Russian orthodox graves were scattered all over the cemetery. And by the sheer number of them.
And it was also a surprise to see the war graves, forming part of a general cemetery, and in addition with wives and mothers, and fathers interred in the same grave long after the death of the man who had served. Again, despite the bulk of the war graves being in a common area we found those commonwealth war plaques scattered about the cemetery (particularly for those who served in a war, but had died long afterwards in peacetime).
(I photographed the kangaroo the day before on my way to meet Janie at Roma Street station.)
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