And in the early sixties, some of us working for an m.d. after school got to be friends. Friends's father was the writer/main guy for the My Three Sons series. She was energetic, interested in stuff all around, and me too, by then, by the skin of my teeth - I had just woken up.
Her dad had a pad in Palm Springs to write in, not fancy, the opposite, and we went there a few times. I well remember an empty small pool, all of us going to the store to get snacks and magazines, hating date shakes, the movies being a cool place when it was 118. Well, I'm conflating, I don't think Georgia took us there when it was 118 - that was another episode.
Main thing I remember is that the first time I heard the Beatles was Georgia driving and whacking her ring on the steering wheel, taking us there.
Ok, ok, back with nature photos in a bit.