In the almost two years since I started this blog (a little more, since I began the photography a while before), I have walked a number of cemeteries. And the style of monument that fails to excite me, every time, is the giant stone ball. I respect the workmanship and skill it takes to carve and polish stone to a mirror finish, but the monuments don’t make me fall back in awe the way statues or a lot of symbols do. To each their own, I guess.
A Grave Concern 