Y and I explored a nearby cemetery the other day, out of boredom as well as out of sheer necessity for sister-time. Because despite the fact she has been home for the holidays, my work schedule remains the same (save for a day off on Christmas and the day after!) and I haven't been able to laze around and spend as much time with her as I've wanted to. We marveled over the old names and even older dates, as well as the aged, mossy stones of the grave markers, but soon I started to focus more on the light that occurs during the golden hour, and we hollered (as quietly as we could) at each other to look at this, and that, until the sun went down.
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