A slight fall breeze tempting trees to shed their leaves. Specks of sunshine through gauzy layers of clouds. The lure of juniper & cypress softly scenting the air. Bits of branches and layers of freshly fallen leaves beneath our feet. Wandering without direction yet with respect to the death below us. What a beautiful morning to visit Oakwood Cemetery.
" Remember youth as you pass by,
As you are now, so once was I,
As I am now so you must be,
Prepare for death and follow me."
~ Oakwood Cemetery Tombstone