Didn't have time to go to the Chagall exhibit. So sad, I'll have to go back!
|No, it's not Magritte, it's Calder…but it's the only photo I took Saturday.|
I learned an important lesson Saturday which was that just because I figured out mass transit and got around Manhattan last April does not mean I can go back without a map and wing it. Not yet.
Also, Friday night was the sixth anniversary celebration of Drunken Knit Night. I won a fabulous book for a door prize:
The only sad note: One of the founding members has a broken knee and was unable to attend :-(