On my usual bus route into work i pass a large cemetry. It has rows and rows of grey weathered headstones and broken angels standing guard over their sleeping charges.
Usually, such places would have a hush of the sombre about them but this one is different. In the hands of the angels are bright red flowers. I don't know if this is the work of one person or a trend that simply caught on but the effect is really quite magical. I haven't figured out why it makes me smile, maybe it's because it symbolises hope, love, faith or something different altogether. All i know is it genuinely touches me and gives my spirit a lift.
