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In a small cemetery in the Palouse, an old grave marker stands tall, on not one but two separate pedestals.  I found the fuzzy orange lichen on the smooth white stone to be a lovely contrast of colors and textures.  Clearly this grave has been here for many decades.  Look at the beautiful weathering on the lamb’s head and body in the image below, polished like a river rock by many years of rain and sleet and snow and wind.

I hope he’s able to keep his silent vigil for many more years before he eventually erodes and crumbles away into an unrecognizable lump of stone.  While some people might find him already too old and weather-worn for their liking, to me he is absolutely perfect just as he is.

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