In the cemetary on a rainy evening
When I first saw these stones, I decided that the two that are crosing were lovers in life and couldn't bear to be parted in death. After I took the photo I went closer to read them, and saw that the true story is much sadder: The dark stones are children who died young (the one on the left was for 2 little boys who died at age 5 and 3 months, the one on the right was a girl who died at 3 days old). The larger one is their father.
posted by Jenny at 9:37 PM
9 Comments:
A sad post ... I like the large photo.
A sad post I must agree :(
sad..my bf's niece (5 y.o.) once saw a tombstone of a young child, it made her realised that young children die too under special circumstances..she couldn't sleep for few days..
I had goose bumps reading this post, its too sad.
Lovely shot
it's sad but at first look it really has some feeling of a family there.
I love this one. It doesn't strike me as sad at all, though, perhaps because I spend a lot of time in cemeteries. I set it as my temporary wallpaper. A beautiful shot.
Fantastic shot! The picture alone is great, but to know who these were and their relation... wow.
What a striking photo and sad story. Thanks for sharing. By the way...love the new look (it's been a while since I've been around).
j.
Post a Comment
<< Home