Here are more pictures from the Gardens, taken with a freshly-charged battery. I wanted to “drift with form and texture”, as Pen said, but it was a little too cold to linger. I tried to explore with the camera, instead of climbing on them like I wanted to.
This figure is a bit mysterious. As Pen says, it seems to be plaintively crying to the heavens. But the limbs seem relaxed and comfortable. What do you think? Thanks to all of you for your (always) interesting and incisive comments.