Great-grandmother’s final rest
When my grandparents left Branson, during the Depression, for the hoped-for greener pastures in Texas, they left behind a son who’d died from diptheria when he was only four years old. Later on, my great-grandmother joined him in this desolate little cemetery.
Posted on December 6, 2016, in Photography and tagged 365 photo project, black and white photography, Branson, Branson Colorado, cemetery, colorado, Leica, melinda green harvey, monochrome, one day one image, photo a day, photography, postaday. Bookmark the permalink. 15 Comments.