In the tradition I grew up this day is a holyday, we think of the people, who are dead. We make up her graves with flowers and especially with lights. My whole life I liked cemeteries. I visited my grandmother's grave and had so nice konversations with her. I don't believe in death!
This morning in the dawn - I am an early bird - I tried to make a cemetery-scene in my flower-pot on my balcony.