Historic cemeteries make me wonder. How much land did they originally intend to utilize? What did the neighborhood look like when the cemetery was new? Do distant relatives visit regularly today?
Still and quiet. Although the train speeds by from time to time. And you can hear the hum of the bustling freeway.
The sound of birds chirping and fussing about draws your attention up to the tall old trees overhead but there’s also a few strays spread out on the grounds below.
Poor little lamb gone too soon.
Only 3 years old.