Constant Mist

It is Julia's Birthday. We spent the morning looking at Renoirs, Monets, Cezannes African Art and Pennsylvania German hardware at the new Barnes Foundation. This is a much better use for the land than the old Juvenile Detention Center. The day was constantly misty in a way that never happens in New Mexico. I enjoyed the strange feeling of dew on my skin and I admired the drops on the sparkling tree branches.