In the last post, I shared some color photos taken in a nearby Mexican cemetery on Day of the Dead, photos from the left side of the graveyard, with gravesides of the more recently departed.

But this cemetery is old, and the right half of the yard is populated with old stones marking those who are no longer remembered or celebrated. Many of the headstones were hand-scrawled into the cement, and the grass grows up tall, then browns, then breaks.

As Austin expands, developers are building this deep-south part of town which, not that long ago, was little more than a home for birds, squirrels, and the departed. Now they have company. The neighborhood has really changed.