A grand outing to Yorkshire Sculpture Park, part 2

Well, what a palaver the last few weeks have been. No blogging for this little whippet who has had his paw bandadged up following a conspiracy between a sleepy wasp with a death wish and the evil feline princess who had doubtless lured said wasp into my blanket.
But for those of my faithful friends who have been waiting for the next installment, here you go.

When we finally got past the giant rabbit thing to the Jaume Plensa works, the sun was going down. It was so magnificent that unusually for me I sort of got lost for words:

See what I mean? - theres not much more a whippet can add, so I'll head off to see what Anthony is up to in the workshop....