Hurricane Sandy: No Rest In Peace

One of the tombstones read, “At the end of the night, there is light.” I found myself really hoping that was true as the days without power drag on. Yet, blessings really have to be tallied in times like these. I haven’t truly lost anything other than power and a little bit of sanity and convenience.

This 19th Century graveyard is located in my proverbial backyard, a mere mile from my home in the borough of North Wales, Pennsylvania. The sight of a lone, old tree; tremendously uprooted and collapsed over the tombs it once shaded was one of the more poignant and awesome images I stumbled across in my many circles through and around the outages and destruction.