Friday - two more from Kensico Cemetery

Another week of social distancing. What a clumsy sounding activity. Even if it didn't describe anything else, it sounds like a form of alienation.

You can't be more socially distant than when you are dead and buried or interred in a crypt - would that make you encrypted?

The line from a Romantic Era poem under the stain glass shepherd are apt to the era they are from, but now seem anodyne, saccharine. Yet I hope they gave some solace to the people who chose to put them there.

Both of these are from Kensico Cemetery in Valhalla NY.

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