I've never played Photo Hunt before, but I thought, "Why not? Let's give it a try? What a lovely way to procrastinate. Maybe those essays will grade themselves!"
So here's my very first Photo Hunt find, for the category "Different:"
I took this picture (May 2005) in the graveyard adjacent to a tiny Church of Scotland building in the middle of sheep pasture, somewhere west of Lockerbie. At church had been on that site, in some form or another, since the 600s, according to a plaque inside. This building had been there since either the 1100s or the 1300s...I can't recall.
Why is it different? Because it makes so much sense. Walk through any American cemetery and you will find floofy angels and chubby cherubs and plastic flowers and national flags. While all of those things may reflect our beliefs about death, do any of them have one tiny little thing to do with the fact of death? No. But this stone? The one that's been hanging around in a sheep pasture since 1689? It tells the truth. A skull. That's what lies beneath.
And I loved the ribbons.