Ojai love

We spent this last weekend with our friends in Ojai. She and I met way back in 1961 when I first moved to Los Angeles. Ironically we were introduced by my ex-husband and his family. Though my first marriage broke apart, our friendship has lived on with increasing love all these years. I always say she was my first friend in LA.

We drove up during the rain on Saturday and I was overwhelmed by the brilliant shades of greens in the landscape around us. Usually the land is dry and brown. But not this year because of all the rain we’ve had.

We spent our time together eating and talking and talking and eating, walking around downtown Ojai, shopping for orchids at the Farmers’ Market, and finally hugging and kissing goodbye Sunday afternoon. We are so fortunate to have long-time friends who we stay in touch with and who we have loved all these years.

I also took a four-mile walk on Sunday morning on my own. You know me by now. I find a way to exercise every chance I get. Here are a couple of photos from my walk – sorry I didn’t snap the sheep and cows who live next door and the pair of llama’s I saw on my way. Also, though I couldn’t see or identify them, the birds were singing very loudly to accompany my walk. Maybe they seemed loud because everything else was so quiet all around me.

The sun didn’t have a chance to come out.

As soon as we see Apricots we know we’re very close to our friends’ house.