so here i am, helping them out in the transition between moving south to santa barbara and the start of school, when new things will take the place of all the old and loved ones left behind.
meanwhile, i got to spend the day with my special friend, their youngest daughter, where we chased waves and let the waves chase us, hear the crash of the island-broken surf on the beach and the pebbly warmth of sand and stones beneath my feet. driving home she simply said "i had a lot of fun today" which is high praise in her world. and later, while making fresh orange juice after hitting up the two trees in the backyard, the older sister said "you know? i think of you as family..."
it was a good day.
1 comment:
Very nice.
You used to be able to go just into the hills a bit to a town called Santa Paula, which has a tiny airport for light planes. Lots of collectors planes up there including some bi-planes and others which would give 10 or 15 minute air tours of the area for $20. I dunno if they're still around. But it was fun.
Glad to hear the visit is going well.
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