I like it that the path is in darkness (half-light) as well as the house - and that the memorial is lit. There was a story I read about a sorcer who wrestled with another world entity and they flew to a distant land. The sorcerer "won" the battle but he was forever trying to find his way back home. For me the loss of loved ones is like that - you win the battle with grief, but in trying to honor their memory you try to re-establish the sacred place your friendship had. Nice shot Alistair.
