I’m buried in work until Monday, so I offer photos today.
On the road south, I passed this odd little shrine. It was so distinctive, I turned around and parked. Grabbing my camera, I hopped across the street, dodging traffic, and took some photos.
It was cold and there was little sun, but the structure still made my jaw drop.
All that stuff was painstakingly put on by hand. I’m not religious, but this kind of devotion is impressive. Here’s a closeup of the detail. Click on the photo to see it full-sized.
The pink stones are my favorite, and they were used throughout the structure. When I think about all the time it took to do this, and all the money that was spent on the items they used, my knees get weak.
I found this last shrine in someone’s yard. It was on a large farm. I wondered why they’d built it and if they ever did anything more than ignore it, now being used to it. And then I saw the chairs in back off to the side. I guess they are still aware it’s there and visit often enough to need to sit a while.
Looks like it needs a bit of work, too. 🙂
Enjoy your weekend, everyone. See you Monday.