Seem drawn to this cemetery theme. It was a cemetery setting atop a wind swept hill. The wind was blowing down from the East, out of the Columbia Gorge. Chilly, unsettling. As I gazed down at this family’s progression of loss, I imagined the family standing atop this hill, once again, suffering the loss of a child. Even one child seems unfathomable.
Photography: Progressions in Grief…..







One can’t imagine the loss and grief the family endured.
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painful~
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