I have to say that I'm a little bit nuts for cemeteries, having an acute appreciation for life, I have a fascination with it's passing. Before I moved here, I used to love to wander the old cemeteries of the Boston area, enchanted and intrigued by the many stones representing life's lived long past. But all that is ruined for me now after having moved to Europe where history is so vast it is difficult to hold in the mind and stone structures tower overhead, visual monuments of passage blocking the sky.
I'm ashamed to say I've forgotten which cemetery this is. Somewhere near Alba in Italy it's on the main road, it is newer than most but nevertheless still is quite impressive. People here of course, think I am crazy for toting a camera to a cemetery, but are really very tolerant of this nutty American. I try to look like I had my camera  "accidentally" on my person as I make a sudden stop to visit a relative during a busy day, but I'm probably not fooling anyone because I always accidentally have it, busy day or no....