In the Beds

I went looking for another Sculpture this morning by the Black Country Sculptor.  I thought it was by this pool, but I couldn't find it anywhere.  I found it a bit spooky and deserted down there so I didn't linger.  Just long enough to appreciate the layers.

Mom's ward is now open and she should be moving to the care home tomorrow.  I took my sister to see it this afternoon and she gave her approval apart from a few smelly bits...  Those seem to go with the territory as afar as I can see.  The hospital say Mom was singing this morning and shouting when not getting attention.  Interesting...