In my role as graveyard haunter I came across these two gorgeous images. One is caste iron and a kind of
beautiful dome. It was made in Glasgow, one of those miracles of the industrial age and brought out to Whanganui.
The other image pleases me as I like to think it is 'inspiration'. A dove lands and from its beak unfurls
what you always dreamt you'd write.
If only one could read the writing...