Boogyamos

I've been home for about 2 days now, and I have already experienced the polar ends of Lindsay culture.

Steven, Kelsey, and I drove into town a little before sunset yesterday evening. The last hour of the drive was surprisingly pleasant as we rolled down the windows and discovered that the orange blossom season hadn't quite ended yet. We kept poking our noses out the window to breathe in the intoxicating aroma. As we pulled into town, I was reminded at how beautiful my hometown is. Palm trees line the main street into town, and a couple of murals can be seen from the main road as well. Traffic was a little slow by Sweet Brier plaza, where the friday night market was in full swing. We were about two weeks too late to see the wildflowers cover the foothills according to Mom, but there were still enough along the side of the road to enjoy, and trigger memories of wildflower seasons past. And the sky is still clear enough to see the mountains. It won't be much longer until the summer smog will obscure this breathtaking view.
Dad showed us around the yard shortly after we had settled in. He had installed a new shed, and done quite a bit of pruning since our last visit. Kelsey started sneezing the moment we walked out the back door. The sun set was gorgeous. I walked right up to the orange tree that sits outside my bedroom window, and drank in the most enticing smell I have ever to encounter. It's the smell of home.
Mom had ordered pizza for dinner, but that doesn't really matter. What matters is that she also had stopped by one of those strawberry stands off the side of the road earlier in the day. Wow, if theres anything that compares to my love for orange blossoms, its my love for fresh-picked strawberries. I've eaten about 5 baskets of them so far.
Mom and Kelsey stopped by Orange Works on their way home from Porterville yesterday afternoon. Homemade orange and pomegranate icecream! Best icecream in the world =]MaryDawn and I have made plans to go there for lunch on Tuesday. Saturday night the family went to a Richard Glazier concert. He's a famous piano player apparently. We enjoyed an evening of listening to the melodies of George and Ira Gershwin. We arrived home around 10pm. Just in time to go out and track down Tony. We lucked out and found the taco truck on our first try just outside city limits by the local gentleman's club. Another taste of home.
Five hours of church today. Hit the first two hours in Lindsay ward, narrowly escaped substituting in primary, and then headed over to the single's branch. Steven tried his hand at the BBQ again, and the family dined on ribs tonight.
Hoping to meet with a couple previous employers tomorrow, see if I can get some work for a couple of week. If not, then I'll start another sewing project.

<3Susie