Well, I had to take something to the graveyard. I’m always a little nervous about a new cemetery – it’s not the dead that bother me, it’s the living caretakers; I just worry that one of these days I’ll get the stinkeye or be chased off. Didn’t happen this time.
It’s a beautiful place, though. We took some pictures.
GREAT pictures of that cemetary. What was in that bowl in the one pic with all the trinkets, near the plastic racoon?
Carolina Dean
Dean, that was an abalone shell. I don’t believe there was anything in it.