Where have all the (funeral) flowers gone?
In case you were wondering what happens to funeral flowers later, after the funeral’s over, I can tell you that I found a dumpster full of them in the back part of a local cemetery. And as I composed the shot, I caught a whiff of the sticky sweet smell that’s distinct to dying blossoms.
City of Lubbock Cemetery
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 11.16.2019
Posted on November 20, 2019, in Photography and tagged 365 photo project, black and white photography, cemetery, learning to see, Leica, lubbock texas, melinda green harvey, monochrome, one day one image, photo a day, photography, postaday, take time to look, texas, thoughtful seeing. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
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I don’t know if it’s just me, but flowers at funerals always smell different. MZ
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They smell like sadness, tinged with the overly sweet smell of dying flowers.
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