This month's photo challenge is an exciting one for me. Coming from a family of educators words and letters are everything to us, our bread and butter so to speak. Words have power, weight. Words can convey so much more than perhaps we might even have intended.
As I thought about what I might want to photograph I had only to raise my eyes to the wall behind my desk. Every day for the last 13 years this little note has peeked out from behind pictures of my children and grandchildren telling me that I am loved. Written by my eldest grandson when he was small it makes me smile daily. Now that's powerful affirmation!
I decided to go into town to see what else I could find. Most of you know I live in a very small mountain town with one street and a stop sign. There are the usual signs for the gas station and the small market but right along the main street is the Georgetown Pioneer Cemetery. There in plain view are words written in stone meant to last for the ages.
Here's what I found as I wandered...
Let me just say that I have always had an affinity for graveyards. Not
the modern day graveyards that most of us are familiar with where our
recently deceased family members are interred. These seem rather sterile
and cold to me. You are not allowed to erect monuments in modern
graveyards because those make the lawns too difficult to mow. No, I love
an old graveyard full of monuments erected to defy death and the
passage of time. Some are heart breaking in their messages of grief and loss
but I have always loved imagining the lives and stories behind those
messages. Morbid maybe, but I prefer to think it's just the history
major in me.
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Until next time,