Art wall

Among all the paintings and that wonderful mosaic floor, there was one wall that I admired and just had to take a photo of.

It was massive.

A truly lovely mural.

The National Gallery

While in England my husband and I, along with our daughter and grandson, visited The National Gallery.

It was a cool March day but there were lots of people about.

It was morning, just before lunch.

The entrance.

This is what I wanted to show you.

Beautiful mosaics.

I had to take photos of as much as I could.

Wonderful detail.

In corners.

Circular.

I do wonder now what the little tiles are made of.

Who designed these mosaic pictures?

One just has to stop and look.

You see? It was a mosaic floor. I'm sure thousands of people walk on them every day, every week, month after month. I had to take photos even though my husband and daughter kept walking. I'm glad that cameras were allowed.

Signs and bridges

Where my daughter lives in England is fairly close to a large park. This really comes in handy because they have a dog and go out almost every day. Earlier this year when we were out walking, I noticed that the bridges we crossed had names.

Stone Lock Bridge

Sharpe's Bridge

Barden Bridge

Stone Lock Bridge

Friendship Bridge

There were others but I didn't have my camera at the time.

A look back to where I've been

I took a look at my draft blog posts and realized that I never posted this. I wrote it in February of 2018. Since then, this little man has turned one (in October 2018) and then two, just a couple of months ago.

For the last half of last month, I was in Kent, England, visiting my youngest daughter, Ayla, and her family. Her little boy, Atticus, was born prematurely in October at 3.3 pounds but now (as of last Wednesday) weighs 9 pounds, 4 ounces. He's doing very well and I got a lot of cuddles and kisses in while I was there.

My husband and I managed to get in some sightseeing too. 

Green grass in January.

Taking the train into London.

Little Atticus was as good as gold and napped the whole time.

Buckingham Palace.

The balcony where the Royal family waves to the crowd.

Typical vehicles in London. The quintessential black cabbie, the double decker bus and loads of motorbikes (it's in the foreground on the right.)

While we were there, I got to visit Hobbycraft and picked up some yarn and knitting needles. Not these, however. The yarn came from a small shop on High Street and the needles were a freebie when I purchased a knitting magazine.

Oh what fun it was to re-visit this time.