Gazing at the mural ...

Whenever I'm in Wareham, the chances are that I'll pass by this mural - I'll be on my way to Sainsburys, to buy some olives, or Golden Champion, and I'll glance up and see the wide eyed nun or the axe wielding Dane - 

I've found sanctuary in this gentle town - when my blood showed its dark secrets, the quiet streets gave me shelter - angels sang for me from the weathervanes when I was granted my reprieve - 

This morning, after my time in the gym, I greeted the deep chested Roman - the sky was the blue of a sky in a dream - the river water shone like glass - 

11.00

27 February 2015

South Street 

Wareham 

Isle of Purbeck