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I took this photo a few days after coming back from my grandmother´s burial, several months ago. And somehow, every time I see it, I remember her. You could think it is because of the cross made of the window frame, or because of the gravel in the vase, which are naturally linked to a burial. But I think it is because of the light and the peacefulness.

What does it evoke for you?

I know that the vase is not perfectly centered with the window frame, and yes, it could do with extra light for the stones...