California Here I Come

For a year when I wasn’t planning on traveling much, there have been a lot of quick trips here and there. A couple of weeks ago I went to California to visit my mother, who lives in Tujunga, which you may never have heard of, but which is northeast of Burbank, which you have probably heard of.

 Here my traveling sock enjoys the view from the back yard.

Here’s Mother with her assistants Michelle and Martin. The pictures of us all enjoying lunch always had someone with their eyes closed.

We took a trip to the Getty Villa in Malibu, passing within spitting distance of Crazy Aunt Purl in Encino-adjacent,  not that I’d do that.

Nice view, eh?  This is looking from the walkway to the museum from the parking structure.  That blue thing in the background?  Pacific Ocean.

The Getty Villa was built to house J. Paul Getty’s collection of Greek and Roman antiquities, and opened in 1974.  It’s inspired by a Roman villa that had a really bad day in Herculaneum in AD 79.

The main courtyard garden features a long shallow pool and the covered walkways on either side have murals of garlands of flowers and fruit.

This  garden is planted with culinary and medicinal herbs.  All the landscaping is done with Mediterranean varieties of plants. Inside are rooms filed with statues, jewelry, and pottery, but no knitting. Despite that, if you have some free time in the LA area and plan ahead, it’s well worth your time.  Those billionaires do know how to make something pretty.