Motions of Time

I  passed this graveyard several times, while on a creative journey in upstate New York. The shadows of the tree trunks had such I pull on me I had to stop and visit it. I didn't notice the undulations of the fence till I was editing the photo, and saw the wave like motion. So fluid, so fascinating.

Then I wandered around looking at the homes of the residents.

The headstones almost look like they want to be closer to each other, headstone hugs.