Resting Places

I have become utterly enchanted with the art, and the silence, and the poignance of old graves in cemeteries. Whether ornate and well-traveled, or plain and forgotten, off the beaten path on two-lane country roads and beside steepled churches in small towns, these stone markers stand as testaments to the fact that we want to be remembered, and that we mattered, and that we were, above all, loved...