Il'ya Repin paintings

Il'ya Repin paintings
Igor V.Babailov paintings
John Collier paintings
where you sit at the cafe tables and drink ii and talk and talk halfway to morning—the old friends, friends you haven't thought of all this time—and strangers—how long has it been since you saw a new face? How long since you heard a new idea, had a new thought? Time for the city, time to follow the sun!
"Dear," the mother says, "we can't take all your rock collection south, just pick out the most special ones," and the child protests, "But I'll carry them! I promise!" Forced at last to yield, she finds a special, secret place for her rocks till she comes back, never imagining that by next year, when she comes back e, she won't care about her childish rock collection, and scarcely aware that she has begun to think constantly of the great journey and the unknown lands ahead. The city! What do you do in the city? Are there rock collections?
"Yes," Father says. "In the museum. Very fine collections. They'll take you to see all the museums when you're in school."
School?