It's not always bright and cheery here. Yesterday was a somber day and nowhere was it more somber than at the Brooklin Cemetery. But days like that are needed by some of us to put the many bright and cheery ones in perspective.
Yesterday, the Camperdown elm stretched her now-bare arms hopelessly, seemingly trying to shelter her assigned souls from a mix of fine snow and rain that was coming out of a silver-gray sky. Overhead, a raven circled high above, a historic sign of the death of a loved one:
A time to be reminded of the realities of life and death. (Images taken in Brooklin, Maine, on December 2, 2025.)