Every two years Doddington Hall has a sculpture exhibition. Of course the last time I went was with <a href="http://pigyard.com/wordpress/archives/1881" target="_blank">Jane in 2014</a> who loved shape, form and colour. It's a wonderful setting and the sculptures are incredibly varied and there's acceptance that we "the great unwashed" will want to touch them. The weather was very kind to us with the shadows of the different pieces spreading across the grass and there was sufficient breeze to ensure that the mobile pieces moved. I don't normally include too many photos in my posts but this requires exceptional treatment.

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The above gallery is just a few examples of what was in the exhibition. We had lunch in the cafe and as I sat drinking my Earl Grey tea I had this rush of sadness and guilt - Jane would have loved it and she deserved to be there, she always got so much more out of life than I ever will. Thankfully I got through it and nobody noticed.