The bells were ringing

Sunday we took a drive around the west side of Oakwood. I think it was the west side, whichever side it was, the homes are amazing. Really beautiful, bordering on estates rather than "homes". I received a tour of parts of the area I hadn't driven through yet and got to just look as TGF drove.

Then we went to Carillon Historical Park, which she had just mentioned to me the other day. As we drove into the entrance she mentioned she hadn't been there in a long time. Not since her Aunt Kay died as it was their special place. Aunt Kay has been gone for about twenty years. I felt a silence come over me with that information as if I was about to enter sacred grounds, which in many ways, I was.

It was an appropriately gray day with a chill in the air, a bit of wind, and there was not a lot of dialogue between us as we wondered the grounds.


This is how it looked walking down on of the roads of exhibit buildings but it felt more like this shot.









There was a beautiful statue of Maria Aull who the Aullwood Audubon Center in Dayton is named after.



As we were leaving I decided it would be appropriate to take a photo of the Carillon tower of bells. They rang as I shot this last photo of the day.