Yesterday, I did a bit of driving around in the country, and at one point, came across a funeral procession. It was pulling out of the funeral home up the road as I pulled over, so it took me a couple of minutes to realize what was at the lead. A horse-drawn hearse.
It was a chilly, wet day, already quiet because of that and being out of the city. The clopping of the horses' hooves was clear and grand and somber. It was a long way from the funeral home to the cemetery,
and the procession had to go all way around the grounds to the gravesite on the right there. As I said on Facebook, it was one of the most beautiful, chill-bump-inducing and moving things I've ever witnessed.
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