It was nice to get into our hotel in Madrid: with it's real wood floors. Almost 2 months of Andalucían tile floors, icy cold in winter, meant I was barefoot only in the shower. Shocking to once again see toes as I walked across the room. My connection with gravity was a little interrupted -- slightly harder to get my bearings. I do miss the home wood floors and my home yoga mat when I travel.
5 7/8 x 9in.; watercolor, ink,whatever, on Stonehenge paper.