One of the graveyards at UVa. This shot is so melodramatically literal, but hey, I didn't stage the shot.
This is the less well-kept cemetery at UVa, and you almost wonder if it was meant to look mysterious and tangled. Of course it would have headstones hidden in wild thorny rosebushes, and faded bouquets surviving in the melted snow. Or maybe I shouldn't be so cynical about these things. Faked or not, the cemetery is a charming place, full of dead University presidents and names that we have on our classroom buildings today.
This is the less well-kept cemetery at UVa, and you almost wonder if it was meant to look mysterious and tangled. Of course it would have headstones hidden in wild thorny rosebushes, and faded bouquets surviving in the melted snow. Or maybe I shouldn't be so cynical about these things. Faked or not, the cemetery is a charming place, full of dead University presidents and names that we have on our classroom buildings today.
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