We had snow most of the day on Friday, but nothing stuck till after dark, so we got to take a walk after lunch in thick falling flakes but the ground was clear, even the grass where there were squirrels and lots of birds. We're going to see Paul's parents on Saturday if weather permits, so I scanned the last remaining papers of theirs I had, including some cheesy Swedish jokes and some newspaper articles my father-in-law wrote.
We watched Tick, Tick... Boom!, which I loved so much more than I expected -- the utter genius of Sunday alone would have made me a fan for life, and the Broadway cameos -- then we watched Encanto to see something more cheerful also by Lin-Manuel Miranda (lots of it reminded me of Moana, whose songs I mostly like better, though I reserve the right to change my mind on subsequent viewings, which it sometimes takes.
Some photos from last month from the National Gallery of Art's excellent exhibit The New Woman Behind the Camera -- about how women used photography for both artistic and personal expression starting in the 1920s, and changed the profession -- which ends January 30, so people know to go see it before it closes:
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