My family is not much for decorating graves, and none are very near anyway. Sherry loves to do it, she knows once she is gone it will never be done again. Funny(not haha) thing, death and graves, humans look at them differently. Sherry's parents are buried in Belmont, NC. I was a builder in that area for a long time. Sherry's mama died in my arms as I tried in vain to revive her with CPR until the medics arrived.
That was special to me, and many times, if I passed the cemetery I would stop and have a talk with Susie. She was a wonderful Mother-in-law. I grew to enjoy some private quiet time at her grave. I mentioned it years later to someone and Sherry heard it. Later that day, she said she did the same and SUSIE never told her of my visits. Well that is not exactly how she said it, but I knew that is what she meant. LOL
Mentioning graveyards, Paula @ http://pl78064.blogspot.com/ spoke of a egg hunt in their grave yard. I bet the kids love it.
Age is showing up on us, I am still tired. Driving the Motor Home 400 miles, is not tiring, a car is a different story.
1942 Mercury woody