We had lunch at Astro Burger, drove past the Hollywood sign into Griffith Park (though the observatory was too crowded to park and take photos), then went to visit the Foleys, with whom we hung out for a few hours and went out for deli at Weilers. We have to get up early to fly out -- Daniel to Seattle, the rest of us to D.C. -- so I promise more details on Paramount and photos tomorrow!
( Paramount, Friends and Cats )
Then we drove to my cousin Felicia's home in Woodland Hills, where her husband and both sons were hanging by the pool and where her sister Allison was visiting with her own two sons. Adam and I went swimming, we all played with the dog, and eventually we went to dinner at Sol y Luna, where we met Uncle Mickey (Lesley and Garrett were en route to Arizona where the latter goes to college). We had excellent chips, salsa, enchiladas, tamales, and potato tacos (mine). Afterward we hung out with the relatives and it was great to see them all!
( Point Dume and Woodland Hills )
your sight can knock on, echoing; but here
within this thick black pelt, your strongest gaze
will be absorbed and utterly disappear:
just as a raving madman, when nothing else
can ease him, charges into his dark night
howling, pounds on the padded wall, and feels
the rage being taken in and pacified.
She seems to hide all looks that have ever fallen
into her, so that, like an audience,
she can look them over, menacing and sullen,
and curl to sleep with them. But all at once
as if awakened, she turns her face to yours;
and with a shock, you see yourself, tiny,
inside the golden amber of her eyeballs
suspended, like a prehistoric fly.
-rainer maria rilke