Thursday, June 25, 2009

Leaving trinkets

at grave sites is something that never occurs to me so I find it interesting when I come across graves decorated with numerous knickknacks, usually accompanied by lots of plastic flowers. It’s not that there is anything wrong with these decorations. In fact, sometimes I feel there must be something wrong with me to find them so amusing (sometimes sad) since there are so many of these colorful graves.

Are the decorators simply bringing gifts that they think their loved one would enjoy? Or, are they trying to reveal (to me) as much as they can about their loved one by filling their four by eight space with items that truly meant something to that person in the grave? Maybe it’s a combination of the two. Whatever the intention, there are many times when I have walked away from a grave site having gained a some knowledge about the stranger buried there. And sometimes I walk away craving more.



That's alot of plastic



A little moss would make all the difference



The baskets looked like they cost more than the flowers



A boiler maker, harley riding, fishing and dog loving man


The American bow hunter


Frogs and Christmas



The headless horseman...opps horsewoman



He loved his cocker spaniel

And he loved his weiner dogs



The twins



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