We were en route to the beach, with George and The Student, whose mandate for the long weekend was to “not learn anything.” So, George and Anna Grace were dropped at a park while Tony and I conducted an artful surgical strike at the Virginia Museum of Fine Arts in Richmond.
We began with an exploration of the newest exhibition on Seventeenth-Century Dutch and Flemish paintings. (Insert jokes about how Tony knows how to show me a good time.) I won’t pretend to speak knowledgeably about the works; my only goal is to share selected pieces that we enjoyed looking at.
Baby goats, a new fermented grape, and an Earl Grey Brown Ale.