We're doing the flowers for a dinner next Tuesday and the walk through combined business with my own personal pleasure. Kudos to the secret service who watched me wander off from a briefing to take a few pictures. ( How important to the briefing was the florist anyway?)
Inside: miles of limestone and windows: outside: our nation's cherry trees, newly planted in the foreground and 40 years old in the back, combined with a partly sunny day spelled bloggers bliss.
The institute's ambition is as lofty as it's architecture: to promote peace in a time of war. I think that's a dream we all can live with.