A blue silk flower and a can of beef ravioli left at the foot of the Vietnam Memorial Wall in Washington DC just a few days ago, in commemoration of one of the many soldiers who fell or went MIA during the Vietnam War. I thought it a touching gesture that all gifts are collected at the end of the day and placed within the adjacent museum with a little card to say who they were for. It is daunting to see how many names are chiselled into the hard shimmering black granite. An impressive and very moving piece, with relatives and veteran comrades of the fallen having come from afar via the coach load reflected along its length, staying long enough to pay their respects and to exchange personal stories.
I took many shots of the wall, but the above mini-series I found particularly poignant.