Flowers at funerals are a strange thing – the dead do not see them, and the living are in no fit condition to appreciate their beauty. The casual observer may be struck by the colour and profusion but that is all. However, they are a tradition that nearly all the world follows, so there they are.
Far better to let people see them long before the day – appreciate them for what they are while living.
This thought came to me when I looked at decades of photographic negatives and files that might ” one day ” be of interest to descendants. Just as the flowers are disregarded, so might the images be – and it would be far better to show them and communicate with them while this could be done with a clear eye and a working mind.
No good leaving books of memories that no-one actually understands – far better to explain them now yourself.