This colorful tree, boughs extending gracefully over many graves, was struck by late morning sunlight. It blazed with color. As I admired the view, capturing the moment with my cell phone camera, a red fox ran past, a blaze shooting through the grass.
During the graveside ceremony, a hawk called out twice from a nearby tree.
The air was still, the sun warm, the gathered crowd thoughtful amidst the quiet, gentle beauty all around us.
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