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Well, the gardenburgers of homemadeness have been devoured and delighted much in.
I have not inflicted on you any photos of Little Trees lately.
Because everyone needs to see the Sink Drain That Was Clogged.
Fresh Fruit. Fresh Grave.
Not so fresh can.
Dan poses.
I pose on the adjoining slab - the wife's.
Dan claims he has an urn. It's really not.
I was a tad disturbed at all these Freshly Dug Graves... for people who died 60-70 years ago.
Um... !
This junk heap is a little too easily seen by the public. Incidentally, those are the exact same plastic burial vaults as Dan was watching a video about not long ago. Allegedly there are 50,000 of these somewhere in Georgia lined up in neat rows... for some unknown reason.
Even more than the 60-70 years dead Fresh Graves, this disturbed me. I was a bad girl. I trespassed. Sort of. If you look closely, there's not a thing wrong with any of these stones - most of them are complete, and most have the concrete frame with the plot numbers on. Why, I ask, are these in a rubbish heap in practically open view? The only thing I can think of is that some bright mind thought it would be a good idea to free up plots in the cemetery thusly.
Poser.
Can you see the person on this tree trunk? She is reaching up with her arms and in a squatting position.
Stained glass in the mausoleum... which was five stories high.
I liked this shot.
Various black and white shots of us in the mausoleum. The lighting in there was perfect... very diffused.
I have not inflicted on you any photos of Little Trees lately.
Because everyone needs to see the Sink Drain That Was Clogged.
Fresh Fruit. Fresh Grave.
Not so fresh can.
Dan poses.
I pose on the adjoining slab - the wife's.
Dan claims he has an urn. It's really not.
I was a tad disturbed at all these Freshly Dug Graves... for people who died 60-70 years ago.
Um... !
This junk heap is a little too easily seen by the public. Incidentally, those are the exact same plastic burial vaults as Dan was watching a video about not long ago. Allegedly there are 50,000 of these somewhere in Georgia lined up in neat rows... for some unknown reason.
Even more than the 60-70 years dead Fresh Graves, this disturbed me. I was a bad girl. I trespassed. Sort of. If you look closely, there's not a thing wrong with any of these stones - most of them are complete, and most have the concrete frame with the plot numbers on. Why, I ask, are these in a rubbish heap in practically open view? The only thing I can think of is that some bright mind thought it would be a good idea to free up plots in the cemetery thusly.
Poser.
Can you see the person on this tree trunk? She is reaching up with her arms and in a squatting position.
Stained glass in the mausoleum... which was five stories high.
I liked this shot.
Various black and white shots of us in the mausoleum. The lighting in there was perfect... very diffused.