Rosemary

…There, I feel the urge to sit beneath the tree near the entrance. I sit for a while and observe my surroundings, looking for anything that calls to me. Just as I start to become discouraged, I decide to walk further into the cemetery. As I get further down the gravel path, I glance down and see small a bird bath statue that looks exactly like a bird bath statue I found at the thrift store a few days prior, both of them having two little birds perched on the edges of the bowl. (The bird bath I found at the thrift store happened to fall out of my cart as I was walking to my car, and obviously broke….