They say that sense is a powerful tool in evoking memory – you smell your grandmother’s perfume and are immediately transported back to age 8.  You taste a fresh strawberry and think of summer. As someone new to Ojai, and somewhat prone to melodrama, I’ve been thinking recently about the sights, sounds and smells that will one day remind me of my time here. Certainly the sweet, citrus smell of the orange blossoms will be an Ojai trigger forever.  But as I lay in bed the other morning, procrastinating and not quite wanting to get up yet, I heard something that made me smile. The slow clank, clank of a teenage girl in cowboy boots walking towards the barns in the early morning. And rather than think “one day I’ll remember this,” instead I thought – I recognize this! I know this sound. A sound I’ve never heard before in my life is now as common to me as the smell of my percolating coffee pot.  It was a good moment, and then and there I decided to stop focusing on what I’ll think of someday down the road, but what I know and appreciate now. Ahh, welcome to Thacher…It’s working already.