Today I biked to the cemetery that I visited a couple of months ago (which you can see here). I still prefer the pictures I took back in February — I prefer those to pretty much all the other pictures I’ve taken this year, actually — but I really enjoyed the early-evening visit and how much different everything looked today. It was a beautiful night and I could walk at my leisure and look carefully at all the graves. Last time of course it was a very cold day, and windy, as it typically is here. I got so cold then that I had to hide out in the scary outbuilding that housed what turned out to be a somewhat scary vault toilet for a while, and that was an adventure itself because I didn’t realize that was a vault toilet when I opened the door with as much gusto as I could so that I could surprise and then overcome the potential killer that might be hiding in there. But there was no one in there. Where was I now?
Anyway, today, two and a half months later, it is very different. It was about as close to cheerful as a cemetery gets.