Thursday, September 3, 2009

If Only The Dead Could Talk



Out riding my bike last weekend with some friends and just had to check-out a simple country cemetery.

There were cattle peacefully grazing in an adjacent field.

The graves of children haunt me and I always wonder what the story is behind the life snuffed-out at such a young age.

And then there are the portraits of the dead.

Like this handsome young man...



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