Sights of Sheffield: More Things I Saw

I walked non-stop for two days when I was in Sheffield. Save for the occasional meal and potty breaks, and of course, bed at night.

You bet I saw lots of stuff.

I saw that Sheffield was an architecturally modern city, with modern shapes, glass and steel making up a number of high rise buildings scattered across the city.

I saw pretty parks of various sizes, with all sorts of people walking every kind of dogs.

And gardens so pretty you could just sit there, watch the bees buzz away and breathe in the smell of the flowers for hours at a time.

Or of course, you could grab a book and read on the bench.

I saw graffiti on a great number of walls in Sheffield, scratching my head once in a while, trying to interpret them.

I saw great trees, with their generous shades, offering me shelter from the hot, sizzling sun rays in the middle of the summer.

I don't know why -- I have a soft spot for big trees. There's also a particularly oversized tree in the University of Nottingham that I kinda miss.

I saw great fountains, streams of water splashing splendidly, droplets glittering like diamonds under the brilliant sun.

I also saw this particular sign, trying to confound me.

Lastly, I saw the voice of a child -- metaphorically.

Great things, the things I saw in Sheffield.