Three sisters

I should have written down what the inscription said. But I know it
was devoted to the memory of three sisters, Catherine, Ellen and Mary; their
last name I don't remember and cannot read. It is one of the most
strangely made headstones I've seen in this city of plainly carved
stones. It reminds me of the railings in some parks in Paris, like Des
Buttes Chaumont, made of cast cement to look like logs, and here to
look like cobblestones too.

This was two days ago when the weather had not yet twisted back into
real winter as we have today. It was ten degrees at about noon when I
took this. It was down around minus ten seven hours later, and we
started getting snow soon after that. (For F-lovers, ten above = 50
degrees; ten below = 14 degrees.)

Kodak Colorplus 200 film in the Rollei Giro, a 28mm-wide p&s with an
excellent lens. The Giro does not vignette to the extent seen here.
In cropping some top and bottom, and building a border, I did some
edge-burning, too.