I seem to have an ability to attract mud at the moment (remember the snowdrop/dragon hunt of the other week?). This Friday was Light Night in Sudbury. It was a celebration of art and artists of the Stour Valley, from Gainsborough and Constable to modern artists, and yes, you’ve guessed, there was a certain amount of mud involved!
By the time I met up with Celia the rain had stopped and we started off by watching a light projection onto the church in the market square, images from both old masters
and new masters - this one is from one of Celia's linocuts .
The path/track down to the water meadow was quite muddy but worth negotiating as the water meadows were lit around the edge by lanterns that changed colour
and the trees were also lit up - it was quite stunning.
On top of a boat floating along the river was an illuminated mechanical swan - again quite stunning.
Fortunately we managed to keep our feet under the table when we retired to the pub to eat.
And then on Saturday, when traipsing down the garden to the greenhouse I spotted the first daffodil to open.
In my excitement of photographing the daff I managed to completely lose the scissors I had in my hand - and I still haven't found them!