Across the courtyard from our apartment we can see into the windows of the people across the way. In one apartment in particular I have seen a little old couple since we have been here. They never have opened their windows in the whole time I’ve looked not even in the really hot summer that we had several years ago. and the windows have never been cleaned that I can see, looking rather opaque like bathroom windows. The curtains that hang down are ragged and torn. I know it is an older couple as I can see their gray hair when the light is on above them. I always sort of worry about them, hoping someone is checking on them. Then, one morning, I got up before the sun was up-not too hard to do as the days are getting shorter here-and there was a light on across the way in their window and not only that, the window was open. It was the first time ever that I have seen that. The next day the window was still open and I saw a man inside cleaning something. I’m wondering what has happened to the little couple there. The lady who used to live below us passed on last year and her apartment is now for sale. I wonder if their souls are around on these days when the dead are said to return to visit when the veil between the spirit world and the material world is at its thinist.


The Assyrian God on the tomb of Oscar Wilde. I don’t know why it is covered in kisses.


There is never a shortage of angels in a cemetery.


Being from Texas, I’d love to know why there is the head of a steer on this tomb. I like the book too that someone put flowers on.


This goddess didn’t used to be this color. I’m not sure why she was painted but I like it.