Art

I visited Lacock Abbey, the home of photography. Various sculptures related to photography were in the grounds. Under one of the yew trees, there were a number of pencils hanging and under this tree, tiles with plant drawings and names on them. There was no explanation with this one but it was good to walk through.
Inside the Abbey, you could see the effects of the wet winter. The land around it was flooded and some is still showing signs of the winter.
My dry suit is now repaired ready for diving on monday (weather permitting). It looked like a dead body on the patio whilst looking for the holes.