In the cemetery of Xela, Guatemala, three generations of women pass through the entrance arch on their way out of the cementerio. I spent a good few hours one Sunday afternoon in this colorful place where people were not so camera shy as they were in the city. I am attracted to cemeteries and always seem to find myself in one when I travel. They are peaceful places and reflect a part of the town's culture and history. I like this shot because only the little girl notices me, while mother and grandmother look straight ahead.