The hay and the High
Two of my favorite days of the year are the day I spread the hay (something like 40 bales of it) around my home garden, and the day I renew my membership to the High Museum of Art in Atlanta, GA (USA). The hay has been down for a month or so already. The High happened this week. Now, I’m all set. No matter what life throws at me, I have a garden . . . and I have art.