Since October last year Alcy and I have planned on going to see the Impressionist exhibit at the Museum of Fine Art. Today we finally made it. You know me and time—whatever I remember it is it is wrong. Yesterday morning we met at Denny’s at 11:30am—I got there at 10:30 and wondered where she was. Today we decided to have breakfast at the museum. We got there when Café Express opened at 8am—I thought the museum opened at 9 but it was 10 so we had a little time to kill.
I highly recommend the exhibit even though I left my glasses at home. May go back once more just to see what I thought I was seeing. At least now I don’t have to worry about anything else going because it is mostly already gone—memory, eyesight, hearing—can’t remember now but there may be a couple more senses. If so, they’re gone also. Did get a chance to take a few photographs.