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Kinda LaMorinda day


After depositing the child at a school in Orinda to take her Scholastic Aptitude Test or the SAT we decided to use our Sat as in Saturday to good use.  Given this part of our bay was relatively new to us we set about first on foot, then by car to browse the towns of Lafayette, Moraga, Orinda also known in the hood (or this part of the bay) as LaMoRinda for short.

Since the school where the kid had to write was in Orinda we strolled its green leafy streets taking in the absence of any sort of retail.  That was then followed by a drive to a Catholic educational establishment called St. Mary's College situated in Moraga.   Situated on 400 plus lush acres it is a scenic setting on some prime real estate.  The church certainly has good taste.  A private liberal arts college surrounds the central church building, which rises on the green plateau surrounded by rolling hills.






We visited the church, which always is a treat since the interiors are pleasant and cool and you can admire the architecture and the hardware inside.  This one has a fairly impressive organ which stood mute at the time of our visit.  The nave also highlights a scaled version of a chapel in Sicily.



After this visit we drove for some chow by way of a farmer's market and then fed the soul at the local library which happens to be situated in a WW II era building that housed a grammar school.  These digs were renovated and also house some art galleries in its surrounds.  All in all impressive, both inside and out.



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