I'm inclined towards being surprised that in your hanging about a Venetian cemetery you did not find a bling covered ghost of Cyparissus's, Apollo bestowed, beloved stag come happen upon you, entirely as unexpected as unseen, out of the overgrowth!
A delightfully thought provocative post Annette. That lady, whose tombstone you hung about the cemetery in thwarted hope of finding and whose name now escapes me as I type, with her fine operatically capable voice would likely have been a wonder to listen to.
I'm inclined towards being surprised that in your hanging about a Venetian cemetery you did not find a bling covered ghost of Cyparissus's, Apollo bestowed, beloved stag come happen upon you, entirely as unexpected as unseen, out of the overgrowth!
A delightfully thought provocative post Annette. That lady, whose tombstone you hung about the cemetery in thwarted hope of finding and whose name now escapes me as I type, with her fine operatically capable voice would likely have been a wonder to listen to.
Thank you.
Thanks Rob - it was Catherine Tofts.