I’ve been busy on our Gallery B exhibit, which kicked off last night with a public reception. The weather cooperated and a number of folks came by to enjoy chocolates and art.
I woke up today with different thoughts on my mind ~~ recent denigrations of people based on their home country (and skin color??). I love the phrase ‘out of Africa’ for its pithy recognition that all of us are children of Africa. We have a common lineage. Where we settled ~~ hot equator or cooler clime ~~ determined whether our skins darkened or not. I’m sensing T-shirts, mugs and other swag for this one!