Forest Hills

[peta_andersen]

A few weeks ago, we took a trip out to Forest Hills Cemetery. It's a lovely old place, filled with crumbling gravestones and storied old trees; witches' balls glimmered against bare branches and blue sky.

It was too cold for a proper ramble, but we had a short wander all the same, reading names and dates, sketching in histories, lives. Towards the end of the trip, we spotted this...




still...




and serene...