Cemeteries can be pleasant locations to walk, or even do a little photography. Of course, you can get freaked out once in a while, too, given the nature of what goes on there. On one walk a couple of years ago, I unexpectedly came across the final resting place of someone I used to work with, a gentleman who had smoked like a chimney in his office and who passed away from emphysema. A person with, as fate would have it, the same first name as me. On this particular day, thankfully, I departed under my own power and of my own volition, with a couple of decent photographs.
Tasting notes: Sony digital camera. I like the little green can in the gutter on this image.
