After breakfast I filled the huge table in our diningroom with "my stuff" - which means books, books and more books. Almost a whole day in front of me for reading, writing and listening to music. A perfect day :-) I have my own, big office upstairs, on the first floor, but Torgeir has lived there now the almost three months he has been at home, and I have been used to make the diningroom my study. Here I am in the heart of the house and in the heart of the family. And the table is big and perfect for all I like to fill it up with.
My studies had to take some of my time of course. But there was also time for other things. Reading Monet with my armchairtravelling yahoo group, studying the map of Venice while reading John Berendt's The City of Falling Angels and while writing a little in my own Venice book, writing in my diary, checking e-mails on my laptop, reading about Botticelli, the Italian artist I try to focus on this month, writing a few letters.......
I don't have any books about Botticelli, will look for one when I go to Rome at Eastertime. But I found a book for children the last time I was at the public library with Marta. And I have a calendar with his paintings which I bought in Rome last summer.
I also have a set of six espresso cups decorated with Botticelli's Primevera. Terje bought them for me in Rome a few years ago when we were there during my birthday - in spring. Botticelli was unknown to me then. But on this stay in Rome we followed the footsteps of the late Norwegian writer and winner of the Nobel Prize in litterature, Sigrid Undset. I learned from the book about her that Botticelli was one of her favorite Italian painters, and this made me curious. The small coffee cups have become a very special treasure.
My Sunday is almost over. But there is still time for a cup of coffee, some Brahms music and some reading about old English gardens.
