wandering

“Not all those who wander are lost.” 
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

Querétaro, Mexico...my spring break consisted of days wandering the city alone, sitting in peaceful plazas with my sketchbook and paints. 

Sometimes I simply wandered from one shady spot to another. This city has many buildings, still used as residences or shops that are 400 years old. Here I had found myself a shady perch with an old fountain featuring a noble priest from the 1800s and a wealth of pink and red bougainvillea.