Postcards, virtually

gullgoldengate

I’m sure this photo belongs somewhere next to some kind of inspirational something.

Otherwise, I’ve been toting the camera around, especially highlighting shit in bloom. If you are bored and artsy, you can go here and check out what I have wrought.

If you do, I should explain the pic below. I walk or drive by the Holy Cross of the dead folks cemetery every day on the way to work. It is the single most decorated in a floral jamboree of any graveyard I have ever passed. Like a ton of graves abloom every day.

I asked a local born Catholic, but she hadn’t noticed and, I don’t think, knows a lot of dead people. The mystery of the oft visited graves.

grave

Talk with me. Please.

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