Here's the elegant, old-fashioned staircase at the Walters. I love the symmetry. Except I am just noticing that, speaking of stakes, it looks like the statues of Adam and Eve are driving one into Mom's head.
Check out THIS lovely building! Mom on the steps of the Mount Vernon Place Methodist Church, which I think is just a glorious piece of architecture. And no statuary driving stakes into my mother's head.
The staircase at the Charles Carroll House near Little Italy. Now who knew THIS was here? The week before Mother's Day, Courtney, Mom, and I lunched in Harbor East, then walked to this little historic site. Charles Carroll was the last living signer of the Declaration of Independence, and he lived right here in B-more, hon! Our tour guide was a point of interest all by himself--a young, slightly awkward and disheveled history buff with stains on his shirt and a runny nose. But boy did he know everything about Charles Carroll, and we had the whole place to ourselves.
So take advice from my Mom--get out and enjoy the fascinating world at your fingertips! And always take the stairs.
I love you, Mom. :)
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