My first trip to London – it was the rainiest June for 250 years.
I went to a gallery. Walking down the same street afterwards- my eyes were awakened to beauty.
I saw pink flowers floating in the air. They were growing fuchsia in a flowerbox. Underneath was a black grid to catch the dead flowers. They were still brightly colored. They looked like they were hovering in space. A few doors farther down were two small gilt statues of a man and his dog. It was a matched set on columns by the door – but the man had been broken at his knees in both of them – just to the top of the dogs head. I had noticed none of this before.
Then I went to the British Museum and saw wondrous things. They let you hold a small alabaster eye-liner jar from Egypt!
I saw 6 foot long protector beings from the South Pacific. Blue polka dot leather dresses from Native Americans. The Rosetta stone and the Parthenon figures. Amazing!
