The church in Grosshartmannsdorf shares a priest with Helbigsdorf. It took us longer than we had planned to arrive at this church. The priest looked a little surprised to once again see the same seven strangers who had appeared in his service the day before seat themselves in his congregation. One can only imagine what type of reasons he came up with for us needing that much religion! Something that I love about the graves surrounding these small town churches is that instead of just putting cut flowers that will die or fake flowers that look dead they plant a little flower garden around the tombstone. I think it's fitting that in a church yard there is life and hope associated with death.