immersed in the histories of other times
or the places, in Renaissance background
away from the known places
the idea of the unknown hotel where we will be staying
what to say to each other
words evoking a chain of memories
as I set my sketchbook aside to listen to what he said
the trail you remembered
in the hills near Florence
Cimabue drawing in his schoolbooks
clean paint box; new brushes
the paper spread out on the table like a tablecloth
Wet on wet watercolor. Sketch of the background
moving the paper along as I worked
tables outdoors and a view to the foothills
I drew them sitting together
as if every night was a celebration