The Friends of Lone Fir used to put on a great Halloween event, complete with speeches from historical ghosts, called The Tour of Untimely Departures. They have stopped in recent years, which is a shame. It was a fun way to learn Portland history, and some of the ghosts were great actors. They still offer a monthly, non-haunted tour for free. (One of these days, I'll be up that early on a Saturday.) The cemetery is also a quiet city park, managed by Metro, filled with wildlife and the occasional yoga enthusiast. I'll definitely miss it if we ever move.
These are the Stephens, James & Elizabeth.
They're the parents of Lone Fir's founder. I always feel a strange kind of peace near them. Maybe it has something to do with the charming inscription on the back of their portrait.
They must have been rather unusual people for the 19th century.
Many of the graves are heavily gardened. Sometimes, people leave offerings.
Lone Fir is lovely this time of year, perfect for an grey afternoon ramble. The horse chestnuts are bursting, and the ground is covered in these spiky little tribbles.
For more information on Lone Fir, and a schedule of up-coming events, check out the Friends of Lone Fir website.And should you come upon a dark and windswept wanderer amongst the tombs, well, that's just me.