Yesterday we took a day trip to Yorkshire Sculpture Park. Summer showed up unexpectedly, and I had a lovely day flouncing about the grounds and getting mild sunstroke. The Henry Moore sculptures looked very much like an extension of the landscape, rising up gently over the grassy slopes. I was introduced to Jaume Plensa, and spent some time looking round the indoor exhibition rooms containing his work. Aside from being a brief escape from the sun, the sculptures really were strange and intriguing to look at.
I was transfixed by these sculptures! I couldn't get over how much they looked like projections.
Very nice day out, would be especially nice on a crisp, cold wintery
With the warmth of the Tuscan sun already feeling like a distant memory, it's time to get back to work in the rainy city. Autumn has well and truly barged its way in, and the familiar 'back to school' feeling is hanging threateningly overhead. Already fighting off the first of many autumnal sore throats and sniffy noses, i am feeling surprisingly upbeat about the sudden jolt back into reality. Ten days of warmth has relaxed every wind and rain-braced muscle in my body, and i feel (as i often do at the beginning of September) that it's time to turn over a new, rain spattered leaf.
We're headed to the coast today, to Porto Santo Stefano. This is the wild card of our Tuscan tour, none of us know much about it, or what to expect. I'm hoping for lots of fresh seafood, and a very welcome sea breeze.