Took a short photo walk today in a cemetery I like to visit -- such an assortment of people interred here. And many children. Some of the graves were adorned with some favorite toys, or in this case, a sweet stone with someone asking for quiet for the resting. I never feel comfortable in graveyards, but this one gets visitors so infrequently that I spend some time looking over the forgotten stones, the toppled ones, and the freshly interred ones. It's such a mixture of souls.
