For years I’ve heard about master woodworker Sam Maloof and his home and gardens just up the hill from where I live. And as is so often true with attractions in one’s hometown, I just never went to visit the place. It was time I did so.
I chose a perfect autumn day with a blue skies streaked with clouds, clouds being a rarity for southern California. The air had been chilly in the morning and I was overdressed by the time arrived a little after noon. Thank goodness the garden wasn’t so large that I would expire from