Sunday, January 22, 2012


 Today was a day that was spent at a museum, where I looked at everyday things up close, and thought that some of it did not belong. Who wants to look at an artist's dirty windows?  Later in the museum cafe, I sat at a small table next to a window overlooking a reflecting pool, and savored the sound of the rain, the smell of pastries, and the quietness around me.

 The reflecting pool shimmers and ripples as raindrops fall from the open gray sky. 

 Foam coats the bottom of a small coffee cup.  

The crumbs of a lemon tart are scattered across the plate.


The day was good.


1 comment:

  1. Oh, that sounds lovely. I went to a movie today. It was... weird. I'll tell you about it tomorrow. :P