When visiting a friend the other day, a set of colorful paintings she has hanging on the wall caught my eye and one of our challenge themes flashed through my mind. Without a second thought, I decided this was it. No macro lens or tripod was necessary to capture a live butterfly or bee, hoping it would remain still long enough to snap off a few photographs. There was no fluttering of wings with these bright, fun butterflies; they stayed perfectly and politely motionless.
My husband suggested on our jaunt to the other side of Volcan Baru today that I should save this theme for Halloween. I decided I’d prefer to get this grave issue behind me.
When driving the roads and highways of Panama, graveyards are a common sight. They are very often right beside main thoroughfares with little set back from the hustle and bustle of every day life. Today I spotted this humble graveyard overlooking the beautiful mountains of Chiriqui Province, set right next to the winding roadway, partly hidden by a line of trees. I’m sure many people traveling this road fail to see the few crosses and tombstones that mark the spots where those who have passed are peacefully resting for eternity. While I stood near the rustic entrance, I realized how muted the sound of the occasional passing vehicle was, and that this unpretentious place was indeed a haven for the deceased.