My mom didn't really believe in getting cremated, having been raised with old-fashioned Roman Catholic attitudes. I made arrangements for this cemetery and this marker just weeks before she died. I designed the marker from a couple of standard options (stone color, scroll, comedy/tragedy masks and roses) and added a quote from a song my mom wrote in the early 1970s.
Keeping the grass green is an ongoing issue. I've complained but it doesn't help.
The Garden of Love.
The high-rent district, where standing markers are allowed. In my mom's section, all markers must be flat so a law mower can ride over them. Even flowers must be on stands that bend flat.
Some of these high-end markers are rather elaborate...
...and this one is especially striking.
Carly also wanted to see a black and white version of one shot. Here it is!
Karen
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