In Which There are Cats (and Culture)

I Had intended to get up at a reasonable time, but apparently I suck at setting hotel alarm clocks.
Having rewarded myself for my poor timekeeping with Strawberry & Apple Crepes for breakfast, I headed out to visit the Minneapolis Institute of Art. They have quite a lot of Art there.

I mostly looked at the Native American and Japanese areas, with side trips to textiles and china. I found a wonderful little skull-and-skeleton carving (apparently this was to attach to the end of a belt for a Japanese gentleman.…) However, I used that the Institute might take a dim view of people appropriating their exhibits, so I left it where it was…

In the afternoon I headed out to Northfield to visit Gayle & M . we had a very pleasant, relaxing afternoon - G & I walked down into town to buy fireworks for the 4th of July, and dome fruit, as I am feeling somewhat fruit-deprived. It was all very civilized . I also met Hope the cat, who is amazingly friendly, despite her feral past, and Gayle’s own cats and dogs, and of course M.

Hope is a very quiet cat, and very friendly - t was difficult to take her picture because she would not stay far enough away, but wanted to follow me and play! I also found that when you try to pet her, she has a tendency to grab your hand (very gently) and give it a quick wash, before letting you pet her. I don’t know whether this arises from the habit of washing kittens, or whether she is simply fastidious and doesn’t want anyone petting her unless they have nice clean hands.
A really lovely day.