R and I wandered down to town to see one of the old cemetaries in search of good Memento Mori images. This cemetary was very random and tippy with some of the stones on the ground, some broken off which somehow left me feeling sad and angry at the same time. This is history. Why doesn't anyone care? The town? the boyscouts? the local historians? We saw a few spirit effigies, even more willows and a few beautifully lettered stones that reflected perhaps the carver letterer who rendered the face of the stone. The backs of the stones in some cases were even better than the detailled fronts, with the rough carving--stone work--to straighten and flatten the backs. Some of the stones had simple initials--and in some cases with a 6 pointed star.