Rome via Brooklyn

I’m going to cheat. It’s late but I wanted to get a post in with some photos and quick notes before I forget.

I know I go on about it a bit, but I’m so proud of the seriousness of purpose and intelligence of all the students, as well as their excitement to share and celebrate the interests of their peers. Everyone wanted to take a picture of their equine-fan classmate with the horse statues, and he shared with us the precision of anatomical details making us all appreciate the artistry even more.

More than half the group hadn’t had enough art and so after a mega 3 hour class headed deeper into the museum to do the galleries we’d skipped. Such endurance! I let myself decompress a bit by wanting around the hill after class. I need to know why when and how that giant granite block came to be there. I feel I never noticed it before. So random.

I found a yarn shop on my way to lunch. Like I need more yarn but yeah, I bought some! Treated myself to a favorite restaurant and snarfed down the gorgeous artichoke and finished with a cafe macchiato. As I stirred I thought of tea leaves. Could we not tell fortunes from our milk foam?

Only 213 words. Bah. Maybe I’ll come back later. Now I need my beauty sleep.