We are extremely lucky to live twenty minutes from Manhattan. Last weekend, we popped in for a quick trip to the Cloisters museum and brunch at a cafe in the park. We stumbled into one corner of the museum that houses an apse from the first century and found this…

It was a concert. Each speaker was a different voice or instrument. 

I could have spent an hour here.

Afterwards, we inspected the gardens…

I love my skinny, surly son. (If you look very closely, you can see an war injury on his upper lip from his first attempt at shaving.)