Some pictures of the cemetary on the other side of town.

So, one of my favorite places in Telluride that I discovered in May is the cemetery.  Which is kind of weird I guess?  But it's funny, in a place that is so surrounded by like THE GLORY OF NATURE EVERYWHERE YOU TURN, Telluride is a hard place to just find a nice piece of grass to sit down on.  So, one day whilst walking down Main street past the main drag, I came upon the delightful little cemetery, and discovered that it is the best place around to sit on some grass and read your book or write in your journal or just look around at how frigging pretty the dang mountains are.  So.  Here is some proof.                                              

This is a funny sign on the front gate.  In case you thought that there was nothing hazardous anywhere in all of creation...think again.

This is the pretty front gate and little stone stairway leading up to it. I think they must have put up the flags for 9/11? I don't remember them being there before. 

There's this random rock I sit on about half way up the hill. This is what the view down the hill looks like from my little perch.

And this is the view up the hill.  Something funny--I have never been further up the hill than this rock. I am a ridiculous excuse for an explorer.

WEIRD/FUNNY STORY: So, I sat on my cemetery rock for a while, read my book, looked at the pretty mountains, etc.  Then some lady with a dog went walking past and the dog ran up to me and pooped at my feet.  Which isn't even the weird funny part, although, um, maybe it should be.  Anyway, I figured that about ruined the tranquility of THAT glorious moment, so I left.  As I'm going down those stairs outside the gate, this CAT comes out of the foliage and is all purring and getting up in my business, like walking through my legs and whatnot.  So I just keep walking, cross the street, and start walking back to the main drag, and this cat keeps following me!  He kept purring and purring and if I stopped he would come up and rub up on my legs and wait for me to go on!  It was so weird!  So, for like 3 or 4 blocks I mysteriously became The Cat Whisperer.  It got to the point where I was like, shoot, this is what people mean when they say some animal just followed them home so they put out a bowl of milk and now it is their pet! Which was flattering in a way, because I guess I am so desperate for approval that the passing fancy of a CAT is enough to make me feel all warm and fuzzy....but anyway.  My theory is that the cat is imbued with the spirit of a long dead mining town settler who noticed me spending time with their grave and chose me to take care of their unfinished earthly business or wreck their vengeance upon the land or something.  Updates to follow, when and if the undead cat returns with a more clearly stated purpose.