 | | 08/08/2013 18:48
Sur le blog A Wild Tea Party
At the cemetery
It may seem morbid, but I love wandering through cemeteries on sunny days. Aside from the eerie beauty of the crypts and gravestones with angels, anchors and Celtic crosses, they tell amazing stories about families. The marriages, the death of children, the loss of a partner, who remarried, were outlived, who disappeared, who sailed foreign seas and who hasn’t gone yet. I find the empty plots the saddest, because they are waiting for someone – normally a wife or a husband, or their children. That reservation is so final. But anyway, maybe that's a bit depressing. I don't know. You can tell me if it is. And next time, I'll write about nail...
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