Anyone who reads my blog knows I love graveyards, and there’s no time like autumn for walking in them. As the year dies, it seems natural to think about our own mortality. And the beauty of the dying leaves reminds us of the glory our faith tells us lies beyond the grave.
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Very effective with both the tombstone and the dying leaves.
Thank you!
Love the Autumn feel of the photo
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sent a shiver down my spine
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As a child, I loved to visit the grave yards and make up stories about the the people whose names I could read on the stones. Now, it reminds me of what lies ahead. I admire your faith.
Thanks, Ellen.