Afternoon wanderings
And due to that last post, I'm thinking about London and can't think of anything I'd rather do more tomorrow than wander into the National Gallery and sit in front of this painting for a while, held gently by it as French girls and German boys murmur "ah" and "schon" as they jog quietly through to Monet in the room next door. It would all be lovely.
Friday, April 23, 2004
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