allotments

The cob building at Woodcock St allotments. It's roof is made of sedums etc; a living roof.

The rear of the building; I wish my peas and beans looked like that! Slugs have decimated my peas; though the beans are looking better.

Cornflowers and trailing lobelia in a planter mum bought me years ago on one of our visits to local garden centres. I got some flower, herbs, and vegetables. Will be potting up into planters, rather than straight into the soil, to try and deflect the slugs and snails.....hmmmmm....we'll see, won't we?
We are having tremendous downpours of rain. Stair-rods. Then sunshine. Humid. Tropical. Perfect slug weather!

maze for yorkshire; loose threads

A maze for Yorkshire; a bright red one. Made of MDF.

By the artist Richard Wood.

A maze for summer. Gone now, like the migrating birds.

Only here for the sunny, summer weather.

 But fun while it was here!

The maze; the Georgian building of the Orangery; the flags flapping beyond; and the backdrop of newbuild flats and offices.

A maze is not a labyrinth.

Why? Because you cannot get lost in a labyrinth; there is one way in, and one way out. It's unicursal. But a maze is something where you can take wrong turnings, and get lost. Ariadne didn't need to leave a trail of thread in the labyrinth to find her way back from the minotaur in Crete.

She would have if it was a maze. 

Even labyrinths and mazes lead to loose threads.