today took Mom out and about on some errands. made a wrong turn and found......an old cemetery. a beautiful cemetery. and I was drawn to the back corner....

you see, from my parking lot it looked like a person bent over a tombstone in sorrow....

I of course knew it was most likely a broken stone...and of course it was, but I was compelled to go to that far back corner of the cemetery. and the feeling there....peaceful. but a bit off.