Cold Water

After work tonight I went to the local modern art museum to visit the Katharina Grosse exhibition. It was big, bold and colourful and I loved it.

I also visited the museum's garden; every third Thursday in the month you can take part in a guided tour of garden. It's a very peaceful oasis in the middle of the city, rather enchanting. The daffodils were out in splendour, but the cherry tree was withholding its blossom tightly.
Waiting for sunnier times. I think we all are, but with the forecast of a sharp wind, coming in from Siberia, I fear we will have to wait a little longer.

I was rather fascinated by this rather rusty tap.

And the tap drips, drip, drip, drip, drip. 10.15 on a Saturday night.