This is what C calls me whenever I go for a walk in the cemetery. I guess it's a bit creepy, but I actually find it quite interesting from a photographic point of view. There are so many things to see, from the sorrowful statues to the intricate patterns on the lichen covered headstones.
I haven't walked here since the end of autumn, but it hasn't changed much. Still a couple of rabbits running around and I caught a glimpse of the resident cat who scurried off before I could take a photo.
Below, the saddest headstone in this cemetery. How the wife and mother of this family had the mental strength to go on, I just do not know.