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What a lovely afternoon of song, yoga, drawing, and sitting in the sunshine in Silverlake. The occasional roar and howl of over-loud motorcycles reminded us we were in the heart of a ten million strong metropolis, but the butterflies and praying mantis friends quickly made one forget. Looking inside, like John Muir suggested as a method to find yourself, in this case means facing inward, into the insanely verdant public garden resting behind a fence next to Sunset Blvd. Sunday, June 11th, 2017.
James singing a song. That egg on the table is fresh out of a chicken that lives in the garden!
Bees in the garden, singing along.