And very kind, too, I imagine.
Implementing the first photography rule I ever learned, and the only one I really remember: Don’t cut the scenery in half!
I respond to graveyards the same way I do when I look at the stars for a long time. Eventually, the power of what is below and above me completely freaks me out in the very best way possible, and I feel infinitesimal in size, like Horton.
If this were our yard…