
The Tourist just went to the MoMA. I've been a few times for meetings and quickly ran up and down the escalators, trying to find Van Gogh's Starry Night, but I never found it. Turns out, maybe it was too small for me to see!
I had no idea....


I'm happy tonight to be curled up in my warm pj's and headed for an early bed. I don't have much to say, other then life is good and the weather couldn't be better. The rainmaker is able to negotiate pockets of sunshine for windows of hammocking, just by asking nicely.