Black Iron Roses

Tuesday was our Russian memorial vacation day. (Find our last Russian Monday here) By "memorial vacation" I mean we checked out a couple non-touristy sites off the side of the freeway.

This is mostly a reverent post, in which I'll let the pictures do most of the talking.

But only mostly, because I love to talk and comment.

Anyway. First up: World War II memorial in Pushkin, Russia.

Where Russian soldiers once lay in defense of their country.

Steps to the trenches

I was sort of amazed how close the memorial was to the city.

Then we stopped at a nearby cemetery.

This might sound odd, but I enjoy visiting graveyards. So much love and untold stories wait here. I find cemeteries to be one of the more peaceful places to be.

Our last name translates directly into Russian, which was also found on this headstone.

 Russia is so good at using all the space they have available. Graveyards are no exception.

You'll also notice that each grave is surrounded by a gate. I love that. It kind of makes your visiting time with a person more intimate.

Some even have benches.

 Both sites were beautiful and sweet to visit. While I was constantly coming to love Russia and her people, my love for the Russian people and their history especially grew on this day.

Thanks for having us, Pushkin.

There are so many more stories that I would love to write about on Russia. I knew that once we were home in America, that life here would suck us in and we would be busy. Boy, did it ever! In an attempt to keep up with the things that are happening in the now, I'm going to take a break from posting our Russia adventures. Hopefully a return will happen when the craziness of a new semester and jobs slow down. 

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