I suppose the locals consider it an opportunity to enjoy one final look at summer before the snows begin and winter grips us by the throat, refusing to let go until spring wrenches the planet back to normalcy.
So, we joined the crowds and headed over to North Scituate, just west of Providence for their major art festival for the year. Then, on Sunday we drove to Cambridge and strolled through Mount Auburn Cemetery, stopping for a snack at nearby Sofra (a place once near and dear to Rosemary's heart, eh?)
|the festival was located right next to Smithfield Cemetery|
|something to do with cats|
|Kiss lookalike competitors, obviously|
|whatever it was it was scrumptious!|
|Now THIS is a garden cemetery|
|that's right! Boston in the distance|