Hello there =)
I stopped by the cemetery the other day to say hi to my grandma. I realized her flowers were desperately faded and made a note to buy new ones. You’re not allowed to plant live things in this cemetery so she has fabric flowers. They really look very lovely. Until they fade.
Any who, I took my camera along with me. Everyday I pass the outskirts of the place and admire the trees within. Some are flowering, others have burgundy colored leaves. Just very pretty. Peaceful.
I suppose that’s the point.
I love shots from at the base of tree trunks looking up. Armed with my trusty camera, all the time I wanted and a gentle breeze whispering through the leaves I was ready to snap a gallery full of these trees.
I stooped under a short flowering tree planted in memory of a gentleman, aimed, focused and what do I see?
A super hero figurine secured to one of the branches. Positioned precisely so that he’s looking down on the name plaque of the gentleman this tree is growing in memory of.
A tear came to my eye. I think I went “awww” out loud. I would love to know the story behind it.
Was it his favorite super hero? An inside joke?
Perhaps it was this family’s way of having a super hero watch over a super man. May he rest in peace and soar above the clouds watching over the ones he loves.