Walking home on a summer's evening
What a great fortune to live in a beautiful neighborhood under a mature canopy of trees with room for a garden. I walk a few minutes through verdant streets of historic houses to a vintage art film theater.
Last night, I walked down to see Beatriz at Dinner. I was surprised by the final unfolding of the film and am still thinking about it. Loved the music by Mark Mothersbaugh.
I walked to an early evening show because it was so hot outside, I thought that I may as well spend it in air conditioning. Sure enough, by the time I walked home, it was twilight and the air had cooled down considerably.
I spied these glowing hydrangeas a block away from the theater and stopped to take them in and share.