June 8th, I remember an excellent patriarch–and an excellent family–with a visit to the cemetery.

It’s a tradition that I find massively comforting. The cemetery is a busy one, but the plot is quiet and and speckled with trees.

Last year I roamed around The Garden of the Crucifixion:

And The Garden of the Apostles:

(with watchful birds)

‘Til next time…

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