MY PEACE - Cemetary & Boots
Last Saturday, I visited a cemetary in my neighborhood, called Woodlawn Cemetary. I did not start the day out expecting to go to a cemetary; it just happened that way.It sounds kind of creepy, but I was lured to it because it's so beautiful. My mother passed away less than a year ago. Since the funeral I have not visited her grave. I don't want to. It's not necessary for me to see a plaque in the ground in order to remember her. I think about her everyday and have my memories too. Anyway back to visiting the cemetary. I am drawn to beautiful setings. In this case, it just happens to be a cemetary. I drive by it all the time and have always wanted to view the headstones close up. Started the day normal enough by riding my bike to the beach. Had a glass of wine at the Waterfront Cafe in Venice (ok, maybe two glasses), then rode onto Main Street, visiting my favorite thrift store, Buffalo Exchange. Found these fabulous boots. Love them! As fo