I was touched when I came across a grave digger preparing a burial site on Halloween. Some family had to deal with the loss of a loved one in the midst of cheap ghosts and goblin rip-offs and other Halloween festivities.
I'm amazed at how a grave is prepared. If you have ever tried to dig a hole with a back hoe you understand that it is difficult to get it shaped perfectly - with flat edges and squared off corners. Hence the shovel is still a necessity. In hindsight I wished I would have tried for some shots while he worked though it was dark and I was in a rush.
The next morning I came back and took these photos. Nothing was staged. The grave digger actually left the shovel where it is pictured.
I'm not sure if I like these yet. I'm not wanting to exploit the loss for a cheap "Halloween" thrill type photo. Instead I'm thinking about the craft of the grave digger and the reminder that there is an end to our time on this earth.
I'm not sure if there is something here or not. What are your thoughts?