The Village Cemetary.

Passing at sunset I was taken by this pretty little cemetery outside the village. I think it must be an overspill from the church yard. The graves were generally well tended.

Some were festooned with balloons, spring flowers and Mothers Day greetings cards in readiness for Sunday. I took some pictures of those, which I was pleased with. But it seemed intrusive to post them here. One grave was a mother who had died not long ago aged 53. Her children evidently miss her.