While the ladies shopped on El Paseo, the men golfed.
I browsed a couple of art galleries and this painting made me think of Chris and his favorite
story, "I Am The Gardner Here." Hugh B. Brown, was trimming a current bush on his new property.
The bush seemed to be so sad to be cut back. But Elder Brown had to teach him him
his purpose was to be a bush, not a shade tree. And only by cutting it back could it bear fruit.
Ended the evening with a very fancy dinner at Nobu at Indian Wells.
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