APB+RCP

AP Byer visited from London for a few dreaming days. We had some adventures, particularly in Villa Borghese. First: row boating. We approached the little boat house to buy tickets and found that it was suspiciously cheap, and suspiciously easy. I asked the signora if there were life vests. She laughed, her cigarette precarious, and pushed us with a single toe into the pond. What a mess. My chicken arms couldn't row worth a damn and the only other boat was filled with three guys, hung over and stuck in the weeds. After I stupidly rowed us to 'shore,' we bought lunch and took it to the dressage track (for horses and their tricks). We sat along an edge, playing with spotted dogs and composing a bucket list for spring in Baltimore. On the back of a paper bag, we sketched some ideas, inspired by an exhibit by Niki de Saint Phalle. We talked about expectation vs. reality, and decided we wouldn't settle for less than cooking, eating, lounging, decorating, writing, dancing, meeting, greeting, laughing, reading, imagining, and doing. APB- thanks for your creative spirit and joie de vivre. The future is going to be Real good.