I love this juxtaposition, with the mini dish-farm shepherding or sheltering the cemetery (or simply adjacent, if you want to skip the anthropomorphization).

Note that the tall stone to the left has the family name “Graves.”

This is by the Natchez Trace Parkway, north of Tupelo. The Elvis Tupelo.

This entry was posted in anthropology on Tuesday, 2 April 2013 at 10:43 pm.
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