Snow Covered Angel

I needed to pick up a few things from the grocery store, so this morning after coffee I took a walk. Along my route to town there is a beautiful church,  and although this may sound odd, I like to walk through the graveyard. I love to look at the old, well cared for headstones. The dates are mind boggling, and the names seem so foreign. My creative mind fabricates stories of  the lives these people must have lived, and someday they will most certainly be characters in a novel. Today, however, something stopped me dead in my tracks.

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Hi Kimberly :)

This looks like a teaser! How about sharing more on the forum?

Regards
Armand

Absolutely! Thanks for reading Armand, and for taking the time to comment. Playing out your life away from home can really make you think about things that perhaps would not occur to you otherwise. (ie a final resting place under a snow covered angel in Norway)
Kimberly

hey there

wanna chat?