What a wonderful day yesterday was. Clear sky, cool, with that glorious blue haze that mutes the colors and renders everything nostalgically.
The best of Northern California weather, a San Francisco kind of day, and with Government shutdown, the roads were clear and you could park anywhere.
First thing was an email from the bookstore, saying my English cozy mystery “The Domino Deaths” had sold out (I had asked on Tuesday, so the mention at Toastmasters meeting paid off).
Then the museum, no lines, and the paintings—all about the Impressionists, and not just the French this time, but those who had studied in France like Jongkind and Caillebotte who went off to become a racing sailor and boat builder. For people who love the Impressionists and are passionate about boats, this was like sitting down in a candy store. And there was a magnificent catalogue to take home with me and enjoy at my leisure. So in the end I spent the whole afternoon and evening with the Impressionists, and considering how this show made me feel, I took the unusual step of becoming a member of both the Legion of Honor and de Young, so if the Government stays broken, at least life goes on through art.
Which it always does anyway.