Another day, another cross – this time it’s a stone cross, wrapped in plant life, giving it something of a strangled appearance. I imagine there’s a metaphor in there somewhere, but I’ll leave you to work it out.
There’s something appealing about old stone crosses like this… How long has it been standing there? Who made it? These and so many other unanswerable questions spring to mind.
This stone cross stands in the centre of Market Harborough, a place that started out as a tiny Saxon village almost a thousand years ago, before growing over the centuries into the popular town it has become. I discovered that 800 years after Market Harborough was founded, the canal system arrived (which is how I …
I found this unusual construction attached to the walls of St Paul’s Cathedral. What did this image teach me? That I still don’t really understand what this cross is all about? The meaning is somewhat lost on me, I’m sure.