It was nearly 90 degrees today. I should be used to the fact that we get random heat waves all the time in LA, but it always surprises me. We went for a little walk around the neighborhood after dinner and it felt like a balmy summer night. E was lost in her imaginative world, picking up twigs on the sidewalk, and rambling on and on in partial gibberish with words interspersed like "meatballs," "took a bath," "went all by myself," "lots and lots of vegetables." We sat down on one of the hidden Silverlake staircases and looked out at the city. It was beautiful tonight with the view of the huge palm trees and the downtown skyline.
I love our neighborhood and feel so glad that E has spent her early years here, surrounded by so much beauty. Yes, LA is beautiful in certain pockets. And we are glad to be in one of them. Feeling nostalgic about it if we do end up moving.
End Day 17.
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