Amazingly, this was how I imagined the small cemetery for Evanescent Evenings, a story I'm writing over at Fanfiction.net. In EE, however, Mary was looking down at cherubs by her feet, not to the sky.
Nevertheless, this was almost exactly how I pictured it in my head, with the leaves on the ground and the nearly barren trees and Mary so very, very white.
Apparently, this is somewhere in America, since my friend in New York was the one who took it.