The weather has been great for being the middle of winter. It is still fall with a few winter days thrown in to keep us on our toes. I thought it was a perfect day to go to my favorite place to walk. The local Cemetery! Yes, I must continue to pursue my roots locally. With camera in hand, ink pen and tablet ready, once again I started taking pictures. I have been working on this branch of the family and know some of the names. I finished the ones I needed in record time and off I went to my next cemetery.
I never know what I am going to find in this one. I started taking pictures when suddenly I hear a noise. I jumped five feet. It was only a crow. I stay alert in this cemetery. Fifteen minutes later I hear rustling leaves, I know there are no leaves here. Nothing is dry either. I ask, "Who's here?" I really didn't expect an answer. Okay, this is the third time I have been here and you have bothered me, or are you just watching out for me? Which one could it be?....
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