the pink/red barn across from the historic beaver mill
the pretty white porch in the house where we stayed
And collapsing. Rainer and I took off to the great state of Massachusetts. Over to the western portion of the state where the hills are pressed together like Parker House rolls and the tiny little cities are all shades of grey, this time of year. Grey buildings, grey factories, grey pavement and grey trees. Lots and lots of grey trees. Grey skies with the occasional blue patch popping through. The snow which there was very little of was indeed grey too. On our little tool around town however we met up with this fabulous red-pink barn which cheered me enormously. That and the bright colors of Sol Lewitt's wall paintings. And quiet time on the red red couch with my husband. What did you do this weekend?
i had/have a cold, but enjoyed it so much anyway.
