The Sentinel of the church
I went on a journey.
Toward the end of the journey I took my camera for a walk through the town.
My walk led to an old stone church. I sat in the graveyard, listened to some music and waved to the vicar and his companion as they pased by on the far side.
After a while I got up to leave and noticed the stonework below a window, it was stained green, I believe, from the copper in the protective grid.
Examining the texture of the stone and how the natural ageing had combined with the staining to colour it.
I decided to take two photographs.
I opened the files later that day and discovered the reason why I took the photographs.
'The Sentinel of the church', since the church was built, waiting patiently.
