Hot, dry days continue in southern California. Our air conditioner chose to stop working two days ago. Apparently we're not the only ones with perfect timing; there's nary an available repair person for miles around for the next few days.
How we suffer. We'll have to experience actual weather.
Or we could go to the Huntington. We could stroll about the (air-conditioned) galleries and breathe in the art. We could meander through the Japanese garden, the Australian garden, the desert garden (maybe not today) or Liu Fang Yuan, the Chinese garden, with its bridges and waters and views upon views upon peaceful views.
Here's the Bridge of Verdant Mist, also known as Cui Xia Qiao, or to these ladies, a good place to catch up on what's important.