Skt. Marxer Cemetary in Vienna.
I love old headstones. I have to say that this is my favorite in Vienna. I'm not sure how much I would have liked it if it weren't overgrown, but somehow it's fitting that life is attained and uses the molecules from parts of what we consider to be death. I think it's God's way of saying, hey everything's beautiful, even death, you just have to have the patience to wait for it and know where to look for it when it comes.