Saturday, April 23, 2005

Postcard from Maine

Union Cemetary

Early morning is a good time to visit a country cemetary. The woods are a flutter with birds and the chickadees are whistling off in the distance. A rich smell of forest fills the air -- musky and rich with pine and spruce. In the distance a dog objects to something.

All in all, a man might rest peacefully in such a place.


Nancy McKeand said...

It's a beautiful spot, Nate.

Bee said...

I only learnt about your father today. Your previous post about him is very moving. Thank you for allowing us to share these moments with you. Peace.