Grey sky.
Chilly rain. Och.
Dismal day for any outdoor art show.
Lovely romantic day for
   writing poems
   baking chocolate chip cookies
   making a towering cake
   cooking a pot of beef bourguignon
   aye, talking like a pirate
   fashioning creatures from keys, beads and boxes
   daydreaming through a pile of old photos
   walking in the dripping woods
   lying on a couch watching old movies.Â
Lovely romantic day.
But not for any old outdoor art show.
