Spotted exiting the open-air dining place (a sculpture in the grounds of Wanas castle, by Melissa Martin, ‘Dining Room’):
Spotted exiting the open-air dining place (a sculpture in the grounds of Wanas castle, by Melissa Martin, ‘Dining Room’):
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Ah, spectacular. My kind of dining room – decor matches the living room perfectly.
(The sharpness/ light-dark contrasts of this image is striking. Really emphasizes the sculpture, the photo, nature is very fine art. Cool.)
Thanks, Phil! It was certainly a most unusual sculpture…and we were blessed with a bright, sunny day
Love it!
Thank you, Anna! It was definitely unusual….
A nice place to sit with a glass of wine, and a lucky capture of that lone man too.
Best wishes, Pete.
Oh, why didn’t we take wine…?!!
One should take wine everywhere…
😊😊
I like the way he’s smiling to himself, Sue. 🙂 🙂 So sorry I cluttered up your Silent post yesterday! I was just backtracking to see what I’d missed and spotted all the gab 😦
Oh, don’t worry- I like a conversation, Jo!
He looks happy to be there, can’t blame him, lovely scene.
Indeed!
You’ve caught his left foot perfectly!
A pure fluke, Meg!