I found these photos on my camera that I took on a trip to Pere Lachaise back in September. I am in Arizona at the moment where, as you might know, I came to help my Mother as my Dad was ill. I was here when he died and then for the funeral so it was a good thing that I came when I did. It feels strange to look at these photos and remember that day. I’ve been here long enough that it almost feels like another life. I am feeling a need to get back to my home with my own things but I won’t be returning until December so I can only look at photos and remember some of the things I love best about Paris. Visiting Pere Lachaise cemetery is one of those things.