I was wrong

Back in college when I was studying art history I remember feeling frustrated with the artist Edward Hopper. He kept painting that same view of Third Avenue over and over again. I remember thinking "Don't you go anywhere?? What's the point of just looking at the same thing over and over again?"

I am older, and wiser, and have been on lock-down for too long to think about. I find that the views out my window are worth looking at over and over.

Shabbat Shalom!