Fall is Always a Sad Time, And This Past Weekend I Was In Asheville For a Funeral
Fall is always a sad time of year. The days get shorter. The leaves fall off the trees. Sometimes you end up going to the funeral of your 86 year-old great aunt who lived on the same farm her entire life.
She was buried in the same cemetery that my North Carolina family has been buried in for hundreds of years. It’s really pretty in the fall!
