I often encounter people I know while going about my day in LA.
Acquaintances, dates, writers, old colleagues.
The connections vary, but the take away is the same:
I experience the city as if it's a small town, not a thriving metropolis.
Today I ran into dear friends at the Silver Lake Farmers Market.
Hours passed under a neon green umbrella,
drinking kombucha and chatting
before I attended to errands downtown along streets with warehouses are under construction.
I slowed the day down again with an ice tea and book as traffic crawled along Sunset.
June gloom was replaced with abundant sunshine and hot weather,
and the day had a distinct quality of summer.