Schmutzie invited us to share a post about tasty, sad sweet endings. I don't know that tasty fits the bill here but I have a strange love of cemeteries. I love the quiet and peace and the finality of it all. Here are a few cemetery shots I've been meaning to share.
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I love cemeteries! The first photo is haunting.
Beautiful.
My husband, son, and I are fascinated by historic cemeteries. We often include them as part of our hiking or sightseeing in national parks, and historic cities. Grave markers are often beautiful, and the words themselves, as little as the names and dates, convey their own stories. Gravestones of babies are the saddest, and sometimes their mother is buried beside them. We've got a bunch of recent photographs in St. Augustine, taken by streetlight, with stark shadowing.
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