day of the dead
I’ve been thinking about the Day of the Dead; maybe it’s all the leaves fallen from the trees. I’ve never seen the celebrations but I love the sugar skulls and brightly painted skeletons.
In France the day is La Toussaint, All Saint’s Day. When we were in the Pyrenees this Spring we stayed in a house that backed up to the village cemetery. I took pictures of the grave markers, many of which were metal. There was a pile of them stacked against a wall; their “Eternal Regrets” long outlived.
Sad and beautiful.
December 4th, 2007 at 3:47 pm
I wonder if that particular cemetery was damaged during a war. It would be difficult to put it all back together. Otherwise, I wonder why they are not still marking the appropriate graves.
December 4th, 2007 at 5:01 pm
what an interesting cemetery. I wish I could see it and wander around.
December 5th, 2007 at 7:34 pm
I have always been perplexed by the day of the dead..I have never really understood it…
We have a few very old family pictures taken of my relatives having a picnic on their relatives graves on Memorial Day..I have never done such a thing.
We are so removed from death in this culture, everything so tidily tucked away.