Last night at dusk and in a thunderstorm, I made my first visit. (Characteristically, it was work that took me there: a gallery is going to be a setting for important stuff in my YA(young adult)-paranormal-romance-in-progress.)
I did find the ethereal light, the feeling that the classical sculptures had brought all of history with them.
And, my point, I was reminded of the refreshing value of regularly doing something new -- ideally every day.
