As I was walking through this pine tree filled place I keep thinking things like. Why do people carve their initials
in trees? Or place their hands in cement? They want to leave their mark, and to be remembered. But the real marks they leave
are the ones they've made on us. A hug. A smile. A kind word. We want to remember them. It is these things that move us from
grief to remembrance. Today as I walked around Mountain View Cemetery in Prescott, Arizona. I sat and could hear and feel
the presence of those now at rest here in this place I took several photographs and will share a few of them with you here.
Theresa F Koch
