“No sooner was I safely among the gravestones than a great feeling of warmth and calm contentment came sweeping over me.

Life among the dead.

This was where I was meant to be!

What a revelation! And what a place to have it!

I could succeed at whatever I chose. I could, for instance, become an undertaker. Or a pathologist. A detective, a gravedigger, a tombstone maker, or even the world’s greatest murderer.

Suddenly the world was my oyster–even if it was a dead one.”
― Alan Bradley, As Chimney Sweepers Come to Dust

George Winston – Jesus, Jesus, Rest your head.

1/1/17

© words and pictures by Dan DeMarle 2017