It is located on a small hill off of a busy street. But once there all seems calm and quiet. I love taking walks there with my dog who is most interested in the labyrinth and holes gofers make on the grounds. I think he has sniffed every hole making me worried that a gofer would eventually decide to teach him a lesson and bite his nose!
Here is a grave one may say typically affected by the Southwestern plant grow, mainly the Prickly Pear Cactus. There are a few like this one and somehow I find it most fitting to the environment.
And then there are always surprises. I found these two angels lonesome and away from any grave I could detect. Why were they there? Was there a grave under them that had been effaced a bit by the winds and the sand storms?
But, like other times in my life, I tried to ask very few question when I met angels with broken wings....
October 11, 2019
© Vahé A. Kazandjian, 2019
