While in New Orleans we went to a cemetery so my daughter and I could take some pictures of the gravesites and the beautiful statuary. In New Orleans the water table is so high that they bury people above ground.
Most of these graves are owned by a family and contain the remains of several family members.
Most of all I loved the angels and other statues.
I can’t help but think about when these statues were made and chosen, and the love and sorrow they express.