I thought we were the only ones

To have art in the garage. But this is better than ours. A glorious painting from the late 18 hundreds, albeit with a big rip in the middle and then this wonderful old car…
Discovered just minutes ago on my return trip from the pool.
The morning brought some successes in the office, although I spent hours following my daughter via ‘find my phone’ who was doing one of her monstrous drives from Hamburg to Antibes at the Mediterranean Sea for her summer vacation.

Later Don and I listened to some Oldies at Bridgeport. When we came home I transformed the leftovers from yesterday
Into a soup which was highly satisfactory. On the little arts and crafts market near the harbor I found an artist who made beautiful pendants from old coins. And fell in love with a little silver coin from Frankfurt in 1859. That’s for a rainy blip another day.