Every summer, I bought flowers to plant at my dad's grave, because it's a part of my family's tradition and every year, the cemetery added more interesting statues. You can say that I'm officially weird since I found this giant angel or saint quite fascinating.
The angel stood looking down directly at my dad's place of rest, and on a sunny hot day it just looked magnificent. I love the powerful wings on this statue.
This little angel was sitting in the shade, counting her flowers and smelling them. She was beautiful, but I couldn't get a clear picture of her face.
If you want to see flowers, the cemetery has plenty too. I love the color of this one, and it seems to bloom beautifully in the full hot sun.
Linking this post to Finding Beauty Friday, A Few of My Favorite Things!