...a cemetery basket, came together much nicer and easier than I expected when I sat down in the middle of the living room floor yesterday.
It all felt daunting to me. Even though I love "cemeteries" and go to wander and shoot photos, I don't believe that it's necessary to make the pilgrimage to the cemetery to see the "family".
Mine are with me in spirit, anytime, anywhere, anyhow and way; and, I love that they are close and visit regularly.
Nonetheless, this is important to Mom. I had my list of people and cemeteries and went to work. Not only do we have piles of pretty little red-ribboned bouquets to put on each grave; we have a little "lagniappe" with a special New Orleans flavor. Can you guess what that might be? Tomorrow, I'll share the visit and the answer. Stay tuned!
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