Life LInes

Spotted at a gravestone in Tower Hamlets Cemetery the other day. I liked the way the plant had grown over the gravestone as if to become a part of it, and the writing on the stone had been gradually obscured by the growing moss.

No life lasts for ever, and even the remembrance of that life becomes faded as the generations pass.

It seemed both inevitable and somehow poignant. And I felt sure it had a profound message that I could capture in the title.

But I couldn't.

Neither could I remember how to use my compact camera yesterday as I went with M for an evening walk having stayed in to avoid the extreme heat of the day. I didn't wan't to be burdened with the mirror less on such a hot and humid day. I stopped to take a few photos of the poppies in the cornfield and ended up with a few very short and poor videos instead.

So another backdated post here to fill this slot.

Thanks to Ann for the title I was looking for.

[Phil Howcroft]

I think the greens and old markings , together with the plant make a striking shoot.

[Taffy]

It's almost eerie looking. Very well spotted and quite other worldly.

[Esther Rosenberg]

Very interesting and eerie. Unique find.

[Babs]

The tree of life in death.

[amyK]

Great find

[Kathy A]

Wow, that's amazing!

[haskar]

Great find. It is impressive and makes you think.

[Ann H. LeFevre]

How about Life-lines? It makes me think of the veins in one's hand. The components are beautiful and sad, but truthful- and you sense this all the more in an old graveyard where many stones are in the same shape. I really like this.

[Helen Jane]

@olivetreeann perfect. I like that title very much. Thank you.

[Ann H. LeFevre]

@helenhall you are welcome- it just came to me- but I can have the kind of blocks- that's when the photo gets named with the obvious like "a barn in a field" Boring! haha (Your first title wasn't that boring though if I remember...)