Walking the time capsule to it's grave.
These two image demonstrate the "ceremony" of the burial, I guess. We walked down the length of the garden, with just candle light as visual aid, to the spot where we would start digging. Interestingly, as we dug up the grave some of the dirt flung into the candle and extinguished it's blaze. We were plunged into darkness, experiencing, perhaps, the conditions the time capsule and it's object will endure for the years to follow. It also further instilled the idea of death and the ending of a life. The moment was fall of irony/metaphors, I felt.
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