Gabriel's Gully, New Zealand
At a place where a kind of road crossed on a shallow bar I shovelled away about two and a half feet of gravel, arrived at a beautiful soft slate and saw the gold shining like the stars in Orion on a dark frosty night" ~ Gabriel Read, 1861
On a late autumn evening in 1861, when the infant village of Dunedin was at its evening meal and the dark already falling, a lone Australian prospector stopped to try his luck at a small creek 70km away as the crow flies.
In Norse mythology, Freya was said to cry tears of pure gold.
Photograph Gabriel's Gully sourced from Spring Pictures
Gold Tears painting by Paul Tokarski sourced from Fine Art America
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