It’s rare Brent and I get a day to spend together alone at leisure.   So rare that when it happens, it feels like we’ve been sent out on a scavenger hunt without directions.   Where to go?  What to do?  Saturday in our hunt for adventure, we ended up at the Indianapolis Museum of Art.   In high school, this was one of my favorite places to go and escape my teenage angst.   As an adult it’s a perfect place to slow down and  hold my husband’s hand while glimpsing  into the worlds of others.

Peek-a-boo.

On the 3rd floor, right before being getting in trouble for taking pictures.

Can you imagine the chaos if there were such things as winged cats.  They would take over the world.

After the museum we headed over to Broad Ripple to share a pizza at Bazbeaux and a walk along the canal. 

As if the day couldn’t have been more perfect, we slipped into Indy CD and Vinyl where there was live music (and strange things called “records”).  Mike Reeb was playing an acoustic set of original material and this Radiohead cover.

Days like this.  Love them.