I love graveyards the same way I love sunsets. They both remind me that nothing lasts forever.
This shot was taken in Boston ....but it is now part of Sadima's story.
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I love graveyards, pass by 3 of them taking my kids to school everyday. I like to read the names and dates and make up stories of their lives, especially if they have multiple family sites. There is something so relaxing the way the mist hangs just above the tree lines and how the weeping willow trees seem to be crying as they droop around the stones. Thank goodness I'm not the only one who loves them, my husband thinks I'm nuts!!
Beautifully said...They speak to me, too and yes, the mist!
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