My fawrnlaw's grave

I'm looking at recent scans of old negatives, this one from an evening in
August 1986 when my wife and I visited her father's grave. The sun had set
about a half hour before and, although there was still light in the western
sky, it was getting dark. So it was a slow shutter speed -- how slow I
don't remember but I'd guess about a second. That's my wife moving on the
left, bending over the grave. The camera sat on a near-by stone.

It was Kodak 100-speed colour film but I desaturated it.