
It was a surreal experience walking in procession with symbols representing casualties of war. It's also unsettling to not see it for a few weeks and go back and see it has been growing, a reminder that while we are home enjoying life, elsewhere the war continues on.

I took the first few during the afternoon, then went on a bike adventure (posted about earlier), and came back to take photos at night. At night each cross was lit with a candle, guarded from wind by a red plastic cup.

Whether you're for or against America's involvement in Iraq, I think it is an eye opening experience to see a visual representation, rather then the abstraction of listening to a number or reading a statistic.

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