We had a fab time during her visit. I didn’t want to do the Turner exhibits but I did so went with Nat. I expected not to like them but a couple absolutely gripped me. Particularly one very ephemeral one made of paper and poster paint. It was very gentle and childlike and evoked all sorts of warm, safe feelings. I very much enjoyed it and came away feeling quite soothed. My take on art is that it is meant to be enjoyed or at least meant to make the viewer FEEL something so by my standards, that particular entry was a huge success.
While she was here, N cooked for me and drove me to Barter Books. THAT was a lovely day. It was rainy and drizzly outside, I was in a bit of discomfort from the hysterectomy and bleeding more than I’d hoped to, but managed to collect a pile of books, nab a seat on a sofa by the blazing open fire and had a pair of black spaniel puppies dozing at my feet (another browser’s dogs). It was one of those moments when you know all is right with the world. Big sigh. Fadeout…
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