Misplaced

This was what I was taking a picture of when the crazy lady drove over in her rickety van. Remember, the one who told me "good stories" about "taking a picture of teh grave, steals the person's soul"? yeah her. (If you don't remember look up in my journals and find "my life as a movie". Classic.
This was painted gold, and was waiting to go on someone's tomb accross the way. More random stuff I come accross in cemeteries.