Indianapolis Museum of Art

We slept in and left Anderson in a torrential rain--something they desperately needed. Got to the museum as it opened at 11a. My sister, Ruth, a photographer, had worked there 20 years managing the rights to reproduce images from their collection. She loved her work and loved the museum. And their collection is wonderful. Jessie said that the Chicago Art Institute had paintings by famous artists but they were not necessarily good representations of the artist's work. In Indianapolis, she saw lesser known works by well known artists but the works did reflect what the artist was known for. She was pleased to see what they had, including three by Georgia O'Keefe. She also enjoyed (as did I) Indiana's own TC Steele. So we had a good visit. I hadn't donated to the museum on Ruth's death so I made a point of Christmas shopping today in their gift shop and found for myself some lovely turquoise. So we have paid our respects.

Jessie also found us a great pizza place downtown with good food and free copies of The Onion. We both decided we'd been too long from home and healthy eating so we continued on to Cincinnati but will head home tomorrow. I've already picked out a kayak trip and am wrestling with the electronic maps to take the backroads home. So this is the last of the blog until the next adventure. We'll be meandering home down Federal 52 along the Ohio River--going to Carolina in our minds until we get there. Can't wait.