Finally, I gave the text the last polish. Now every visitor of this big exhibition will have accessibility to the same information.
I was chained for three weeks to my desk. Three weeks we had sunshine, only few clouds and a little bit of rain. Just enough rain to develop rainbows now and then. All in all a spring like weather. Now, I’m unchained from my desk and it was raining cats and dogs – sadly no puppies, but some nasty wet and cold monsters.
I had to take care of my parents the last two rainy days and fullfilled some duties. Lucky me, yesterday Roland took over the responsibilty for Felix' walkies through this monster rain. They were soaked to the bone and dirty like wild boars – I'm almost sure they walked through every ditch in the village! I was lucky, in the afternoon, the rain had stopped. The sun was still hiding and it was cloudy, but at least it was not raining! Now it was my turn to grab my camera and go outside with Felix.
Almost two hours Felix inspected every mouse hole, the frog pond and the fox burrow and I photographed every colorful spot. So much fun! So much fun all around the three curchyards is almost unseemly. Yes, this tiny village has three cemeteries! One for the Protestants, one for the Catholics and one for dead people. Ok, the last one is the newest and for cremated people. A very stylish park with some sort of "mass graves with lamps", because there are stone slabs with different names tags. Every slab has its own small lamp post. The park seems to be a good biz, because I didn't recognize a lot of names. Maybe the tourism biz includes dead bodies or at least the urns by now. On the other hand no socializing among them is going on at all. All three cemeteries are right before the door step of the St Veit church. Although dead people have in common to be dead, they preferred to be buried in different cemeteries. There are fences! Maybe they exist to prevent socializing among the deads. At least cremated people seem to be very trustworthy, because they are not fenced in, have an art installation of old grave stones, the old crypt and even have their own frog pond!
I think, fences in the heads of the living people became fences at the burial grounds. Today it’s more visible in watering cans as in fences.
There is something else. I just didn’t figure out the lights - yet. There are the candles (Catholic), the electric lights (urns) and the eternal darkness section (protestants). My mind is spinning tales since yesterday about this philosophy about light and darkness. No, I won’t share this thoughts too. There is still a burning stake for every agnostic in this world!
Btw, I took the last photo because of Jay! I played with the grave stone picture and I actuall like the "full color" version most.