Hopefully I won’t be pelted with refuse for this, but I enjoy watching the cycle of seasons in the cemetery. In Cleveland, we know that winter and snow (and ice) are just around the corner.
But eventually winter will give way to spring, and the plants and flowers in the cemetery will bloom again.
Spring leads to summer. The day I took these pictures, the cemetery was so hot and sticky that I was afraid the camera lens would fog.
And then summer will inevitably turn into autumn, with all its attendant colors.
A Grave Concern 