A broken tombstone in the White Sulphur Cemetery at Pickwick Landing State Park.
I have mentioned before that I like to walk through old cemeteries to look around. The older, the better. And for some reason whenever I see a broken tombstone like the one above, I always stop to get a photo of it.
In some ways, it is sad to see a broken tombstone. But then in other ways it is just a reminder of the brevity of life. I would imagine that everyone who ever knew this particular person is now gone, and all that are left are perhaps some distant descendants. After all, the tombstone indicates that this person died in 1904. I can’t make out all the details, but it looks like he was born in 1888, which would mean that he died at a young age.
And then I am reminded that most likely after I have been gone for over 100 years, there probably won’t be anyone to notice if my tombstone is broken or not. Maybe it will at least look good in photos.
As a bonus, you can see Laura in the upper right corner as she was exploring some of the other tombstones.
About the shot:
A single RAW exposure, processed in Adobe Lightroom. Read more about the photo software and gear I use at the camera gear page.
Camera: Canon EOS 60D
Lens: Sigma 10-20mm