Spent the day at the Huntington Garden last week with four teenagers: Sofia, Willow - her good friend from Los Angeles, India - her old friend from New York, and Sara - her second cousin from the Basque Country. The girls were visiting and moved in to the house for two weeks - when they weren't swimming or working on their tans, we tried to get them out for a bit of culture in Los Angeles.
We sat for a couple of hours at the Huntington Tea Room eating scones, cucumber sandwiches, sipping on Earl Grey tea and making friendship bracelets (yes, I have a new hobby!). Afterwards we walked through the galleries and noticed all the beautiful details in the paintings. I sometimes forget we have such great art - right here at our fingertips!
2 comments:
What a great time you're having. I'm a SoCal native, and hate to admit, I've never been to the Huntington.
I love the gardens. Moved there in 79 from northern ca. I was so homesick and not used to the city. The cooing of a Mouring Dove was a moment I not forgotten.
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