As I entered through the iron gate I saw that I was quite alone. Not a lot of visitors. And as I walked through the cemetery trying to be respectful of the location of graves and looking for what might be an interesting shot what I had said earlier to my sister came back to mind, being so bored "I could turn to dirt" - ironic and humbling - and I decided that I really was not all that bored any more! Anyway, I made use of my time and came back and worked on the photos I shot which helped me be even less bored - I am posting what I thought of interest, below.
|Sounds like a nice guy|
|Contrast in style|
|I found this one funny - no "do overs" in stone|
|Oak tree holding head stone - looked like it was reading it|
|Shapes and Shadows|
This is a link to information on the cemetery - http://www.stmichaelscemetery.org/