Bluet at the Gallery

On Sunday after chatting to Uncle Simon, Bluet needed to go outside. With the sky darkening and rain imminent, we went to the sculpture garden at the Museum of Fine Art, where Bluet ran around and critiqued the art, mainly by running towards the sculptures really fast and trying to touch them before I could stop her - fortunately I managed to stop her every time.

Then it began to rain harder so we went home.