My last post was about the mournfulness of the cemetary at sunset. But in fact it is full of life most of the time. But not human life. There are many other living creatures to be found in the local cemetaries, and here are the most constant residents. The crows. All of the cemetaries around here are full of crows at all hours. In my second picture, the crow is actually sitting on a headstone that says "Crowe". The crow in the last picture refreshes himself by drinking from the flower vase. Edgar Alan Poe lived in this area, and I wonder if this is what he saw when he wrote his famous poem "The Raven". Perhaps this is why he chose this bird as a symbol of death and grieving over all others. I don't know why the crows like to hang out here so much. If you do, please let me know. Perhaps they are just mourning with those who mourn.
"Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn. Live in harmony with one another. Do not be proud, but be willing to associate with people of low position. Do not be conceited." Romans 12:16