Scenes from a Neighbourhood

Every day I sit down at the desk that is located in the front room, perfectly positioned for looking out onto the busy street.

Every now and again, as I lift my head from my emails, I notice a hearse carrying a coffin slowly make its way to the graveyard near my house.

Sometimes there is a car or two following, rarely more than three. Often it is just a lonely hearse, carrying a lonely coffin with a lonely dead person inside.

Sometimes, adoring the coffin’s side, is the relation of the deceased to the mourners spelled out in flowers.

I watch it go past and then I go back to my work.

Taken using a Pentax S1a 35mm camera with Lomography Lady Grey 400 (Fomopan) film and developed by hand and then scanned into a computer. If reused please credit the author.

The Ending

I know it is coming, and I think about it almost every day.  The door closing, the life ending.  The peace to know that I cannot change a thing and the acceptance to say that I have had a good life: I have lived and I have loved, and in turn I have been loved and lived my life as best I could with others, with my family and friends.  A door is closing, but I am thankful it was ever open at all.

Taken using a Pentax ME Super 35mm camera with Lomography Lady Grey 400 (Fomopan) film and developed by hand and then scanned into a computer. If reused please credit the author.