There’s a one-eyed yellow idol
To the north of Kathmandu
There’s a little marble cross below the town
And a brokenhearted woman
Tends the grave of ‘Mad’ Carew
While the yellow god for ever gazes down…..J Milton Hayes
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Awesome pictures!
Thank you ๐
Thanks for calling around my blog again! Always good to see you! ๐
Thanks. I’ve been so busy the last 2 years that my own blog suffered, let alone finding the time to look at other blogs. but life’s a bit quieter again now.. ๐
I like those old Celtic crosses.
One that I didn’t add was just resting against an old shed in someone’s backyard. It was made out of iron and was rusty and so intricate. They are so beautiful
A shame that one lies hidden.
yes.. it made me quite sad to see
My dad used to recite that poem. Lovely memories. Great photos
Thanks.. I’d never heard it before.. but found it when I was browsing google and thought it was great ๐
Yes we always thought it was great too.