Cool this morning, but the azaleas are now coming into bloom in our neighborhood. I promise: pictures some day soon!
Still, I’m more in the mood for visual texture. Like yesterday’s platter, this too is from the Getty Museum. Just imagine the sun’s on your shoulders, and your feet are tired from gallery gazing, and you’re watching the water pour over these narrow, closely laid stones, and feeling your energy return as the mists raised by the ruffled water drift across your face.
Should you prefer a more lively visual, check out the fire swallowing on Anne’s blahg.