Not just because of the words cut into it, but just as loudly of skill, endeavour and encouragement. I do find looking at other carved stone very encouraging - I imagine the maker, chisel in hand, cutting, shaping, expertly sculpting - I create a story of his character, who he was and what he was thinking at the time. I feel I understand his desire to make the stone his own, to carve it beautifully. Stone has this pull and it satisfies deeply.
On my travels I notice stone, and wonder how and why and love to see how the carving was done. Actually I am very lucky here at home, so I thought I would show you some of the stones 'on my doorstep', the stones I see every day, on the way to the workshop, the post box or close-by in the village, which make me happy.
The first is a beautiful and unusual lintel, over one of the doors of our house - The Hap of a Life Good or Ill the Choyce of a Wife.
It makes me smile, and I've seen many a passer-by looking and wondering. More beauties to follow.