Today marks yet another removal: from NYC to Little Rock, AR, and then to our official home base in Knoxville, TN. Our seven weeks in NYC have been innerestin', as the fella says, and I still have 30+ blog posts to do, to recount our eventful and edifying days here. But for the period of removal and transition, I'll have to pause the blog for a while.
I did not want to leave the blog in Egypt (BFE, as one of our children liked to say), however, especially in view of an important episode that occurred yesterday, our last full day in NYC, at what is now Vicki's favorite museum, the Met. We spent the afternoon doing the Impressionist/Post-Impressionist tour, and then lingered in those rooms, re-visiting favorite painters from the Orsay, the Marmotten-Monet, the Orangerie, and others. And then it happened...
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| We were just entering a room full of Renoirs, when keen-eyed Vicki spotted this silverfish (lepisma saccharinum) just below one of Renoir's masterpieces |
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| As a loyal Met member, I located and notified the nearest guard, who immediately called for back-up |
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| I thought he might simply have swatted the bug away--I would have, but for the motion detecting security system-- but, no, he said the Museum would want to capture and identify the creature, assess the extent of infestation, any damage, etc.; seriously |
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| The back-up, evidently a supervisor, was on the spot almost immediately, examining the invader... |
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| Conferring with his colleague |
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And then calling for the Met's crack bug-SWAT team; at this point we had to move on to Cezanne or maybe Morisot, but contentedly so, having dutifully done our part for preservation and conservation and art history; we're hoping the Met will extend my membership to 2025-2026 |
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