Forty Days of Gratitude: Day Twenty-three

I was grateful for a trip to the art museum yesterday with Curly-Haired Daughter.  It was a lovely afternoon:  beautiful art, beautiful music (there was a free piano/cello concert at the museum), and my daughter.  I can't tell you how much I enjoy art with her;  I love seeing  how she sees art - in a totally different way than I see it.  Watching through her eyes is a treat.

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