Decades ago three of us attended the same two room elementary school, Clay Center, located at the corner of the intersection of two gravel, country roads, surrounded by rolling farmland in Northwest Missouri.
On Wednesday morning, we strolled though part of The Huntington Gardens and one of the art galleries there.
Ramona, the youngest one of us, is visiting her brother, Craig, who lives in Palm Springs. She loves succulents so we headed to that part of the gardens first.
Ramona and my daughter strolling along one of the wider pathways.
I have been here at least six times in the last six months. I see something new and fascinating every time.After the succulent and cactus area, we headed to one of the art galleries. When I was here before Blue Boy was on loan. Yes, this is the genuine Blue Boy. Craig was so excited to see him and loved this gallery, all of it.Ramona wanted to see the Chinese Gardens so we passed by this portion of the Japanese Gardens on the way.A little water fall.A tiny bit of the Chinese Garden.The lake in the Chinese Garden was full of water lillies in bloom. Most were flat on the water but not these.The three of us together for the first time in decades.
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