Museum Monday

The Ringling Museum opened this morning at 10 a.m., and thanks to my constant nagging, badgering, pleading, hounding  gentle coaching...we were sitting in the parking lot at 9:43. 

We walked through the art museum, then boarded an extended golf cart for a ride back to John's mansion. A couple of dolphins entertained us while we were on the deck, and Mabel's rose garden had a few roses.

Later, we went out and took a few pictures, but the sea fog poured in, taking over the blue skies.

We ended the day with some retail therapy.

The only downer of the day? As I was taking Steve's picture next to the bust, he brushed against it...and we both got reprimanded by a museum guard. Oops.