Gone to bed is the setting sun ......

A walk down to the local cemetery tonight with a friend who was looking for the grave stone of her father's parents. She had a photograph as a guide and we knew the stone had an urn on the top. E eventually found the aged and well worn stone among the hundreds of grave stones, many of which were in a sorry state of repair. As we left the sun was just about to set and this was the view of the beautiful sky.