It rained three times on us today... briefly, but enough to get pretty tickled and fully wet. The feeling of staying outside in spite of the rain was exhilarating and harkened me back to childhood days of staying out no matter what. First, morning yoga at Coral Reef park ended in a face up Shavasana shower. Then the sun cleared in time for a Sunday afternoon at South Beach. Good friends from Colorado played in the sand and body surfed the waves and mused on how nice a rain shower was in January compared to the low temp snow storms back home. We eventually scurried from the beach to the Wynwood district where, in the sun, we wandered about the murals until the rain caught us again. After huddling for a while- almost 10 of us under two umbrellas- we caught the inspiring idea to go to the Buena Vista Bistro for a late afternoon lunch, and the Buena Vista Chocolate store, right next door, for a lovers snack.
Miami puts on a good show. The sky always has character. Even the rain
looks good. Palm trees glisten black and white, girls in bikinis race by
on Asian motorcycles, cruise ships as big as apartment complexes turn
brilliant against a horizon of dark clouds. Wynwood was covered in new
paintings. Feeling artsy and somewhat proud of my recent portrait
attempts, I gave two of my latest paintings to my Godson and his mother,
my girlfriend Julia.
Sophia, Julia's grandchild, was the star of the gathering and it felt great to be able to celebrate her with them in the paintings. Though she seemed a little suspicious of her "butterfly portrait", Sophia loved the painting of her and her two parents. She carried it about, talking to it animatedly!
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