This weekend was All Hallow’s Eve, which means that people lighted candles on the graves of their loved ones. They’re still burning tonight.
It’s such a pretty, melancholic sight: all those candles, symbolizing people who are no longer here, but who are still remembered with love. The ground covered in white as if to lull them to sleep.
In a way, it resembles Good Friday: a moment of calm, of reflection, before the joyous season begins.
And I’m happy to say that things are looking good in that department, judging by the snowfall. 🙂