Yesterday’s Unplanned Trip to the Cemetery

What made me stop the car was seeing this juxtaposition: A fire hydrant. And just behind–flowers to honor and remember the dead. Are they not both there to “save” something? I’ve loved cemeteries for the last several years, finding them not spooky and macabre but peaceful and full of gentle but hopeful reminders of our finite life as human beings. Cemeteries remind me not (just) of death but of a life that is beyond our ultimate control everyday–nonetheless, it isRead more