This is my Grandma. She passed away yesterday. She was a feisty and silly lady who had no problem giving you her opinion. (Lots of " your wife sure is feeding you well" comments) And she had no problem packing away a ton of pizza in that tiny frame when we'd take her out to eat at a buffet. I have so many good memories of times with her. This image is one of my favorite memories.
The kid wanted to look at art today, so we went the street art route. While walking through Krog tunnel, I turn around to see her ballet dancing behind me. It seems the art hand inspired spontaneous dancing.