Last week we drove through the Berkshires, where we lived once upon a time. Along the way, we stopped in Williamstown and went to the Clark Museum, a place that blissfully combines two of the things that make me happiest in this world–art and being outside. To get to one of the buildings, you climb up through a wood limned with white birch, and afterwards you stroll back down through a pasture (be sure to close the gate behind you). From up there– views of mountains as far as you can see, as well as sculptures like this one:
We drove on to Boston, where our oldest girl received her Physician Assistant degree. My favorite speech offered this advice: “Keep your courage in an accessible place.” A pocket crammed with courage, a backpack brimming with fortitude–these young, compassionate, dedicated healers need just that. Here we are with our own brave Zoe.
And still some summer left!