I went down to Southern California for three days this week to celebrate Yankee Thanksgiving with my relatives. It was so nice to spend some time in the warm sunshine. On Wednesday I went to Laguna Beach with my great-aunt. The sun was making huge pulsing stars on the ocean's wrinkled surface and we walked through the dusty desert plants and squinted at the solid blocks of sunshine stacked on the blue. After Thanksgiving dinner we all walked to the Ritz to see the gingerbread sculpture.
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| All ready to go |
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| My second cousins |
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| The gingerbread sculpture - how did they make those waves? |
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| Cali sunsets |
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| Gor-geous.... |
On Friday I turned nineteen and we went to the Mission San Juan Capistrano. This mission is one of twenty-one Spanish Missions along the coast of California. The buildings are all made of adobe bricks, weathered and worn by sun and rain. I liked the compound very much. Fun to go exploring and find out about the ruins and the bells and the artifacts. The day got very hot and I was glad for the water-lilied fountains with huge koi in their depths.
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| Someone's got a sense of humour. |
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| The new basilica |
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| Such shiny |
This weekend the "Terrible Triumvirate" (as Paul refers to Maddy, Nick and I) made some trips up to Marin City for rehearsals at Paul's house/studio. He lives in the middle of the woods, and the fresh damp foliage smells almost like Canada. He told us that sometimes wild turkeys show up in the woods. M and I decided to mount a separate expedition to search for the wild turkeys.
- Antisocial Violinist
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