Kirkegården

This past weekend, Dave and I headed down to Morfar's again to visit. He lives on a very large island called Lolland. The town he lives in, Kragenæs, is located at the north end of the island. There are farm fields all around, right down to the water, where the ferry runs back and forth between Kragenæs, Femø, and Fejø. The harbour also has many private sailing boats. It's one of David's favourite places in the world.

Not long ago, we went to the kirkegård nearby. I took some pictures (I know it seems strange, but you'll see how beautiful it is). If I end up working in the vuggestue (daycare) nearby, I'll be walking through the cemetery every day.

As for the statues, well, I wanted to show them because these two women bore a presence about them that I didn't notice in the rest of the cemetery. I thought that they were not only artistic, but appropriately beautiful expressions of the longing or grief that we all bear at one time or another. I'm sure that if I looked at them for too long, I would have ended up trying to comfort them. That's how strong their image was!