A Sunday afternoon picnic in the garden behind our house. The view certainly can't be beat. We could have climbed into the park using the scaffolding in our backyard that the Florentines are using to rebuild the top of our Etruscan/Roman wall, but carrying Dave up the ladder would have been difficult, so we walked around. Dave ran and rolled and jumped and had a generally wonderful time, and we sat on our sheet and ate and drew and read and had a generally wonderful time too.