February 10, 2013 at 5:42 PM (Life, Southern California)
Tags: Michigan, Southern California, weather
I was born and raised in the suburbs of Detroit, Michigan. I was used to dealing with bi-polar weather. I knew it could be sunny and warm one day and snowing the next. I knew how to drive on black ice and knew how to dress on “flesh freezing” days. But then I moved to California for college and I “acclimated.”
It is currently 50 degrees here in Southern California and I am sitting here wearing two shirts under my sweater while sitting under three comforters and an electric blanket. I used to be the person wearing shorts and a short-sleeved shirt when the temps finally hit the 50s. I just talked to my parents in Michigan and they said it was warm today, “it was in the 30s.” I used to talk like that too but now I can’t even fathom the thought of 30 degrees as a “warm up in temps.” To the new California version of myself, I think of the 70s as a “warm up in temps.” My, how I have changed.
December 1, 2012 at 10:50 PM (Life, Personal Challenge, Southern California, Tourism, Travel)
Tags: Arcadia, Art, Forces of Nature, LA Arboretum, weather
On November 30, 2011, Pasadena and the surrounding area endured one of the worst storms to hit the area in decades. With hurricane force winds ripping through the San Gabriel Valley, trees toppled, houses were damaged and power was lost to thousands of homes.
For me, it was my very first night living in my new rental home in Altadena. My California sister likes to blame the storm on me, “It’s all nice and calm and then you move into the neighborhood and we have a storm like any other. I have lived here for forty years and this never happened. You live here one day and look what happens.”
So here we are, a year later, and we are still talking about the storm. The LA County Arboretum and Botanical Gardens in Arcadia decided to do more than just talk about the storm on the one year anniversary, they are having an Art Exhibit in its honor.
“Forces of Nature” is an exhibition of art created from the trees that fell during the 2011 windstorm. With over one hundred artists participating, the Arboretum is using this exhibit to raise funds for their tree fund and the opportunity to replant what was lost in the storm. There is a silent auction and hundreds of art pieces for sale. The exhibit is being held today and tomorrow in the Hall.
Personally, I haven’t been here in months. I used to come here every weekend with my GCC classes. But after the storm, it was sad to see all the damage. But today, I was amazed by all the improvements that they have been.
When you first enter the gardens, just off to the right, they have a whole new area with garden ideas for your own backyard as well as their vegetable garden and different new gardening projects. This was my first time seeing the completed area and it is beautiful. I would usually just go off toward the lake, the rose gardens and the waterfall but I am very glad that I decided to explore new areas. I can’t wait to see what else they have in store with the funds that they raise from the Forces of Nature exhibit.
September 5, 2012 at 10:10 AM (Life, Spirituality, Universe, Writing)
Tags: Life, meditation, rain, Spirituality, Universe, weather, Writing
It is very odd for a rainstorm to occur in Los Angeles in the summer but last week it happened. It is happening again at this very moment and I am loving it. This is exactly what I needed.
The smell of the moist air, the sound of the raindrops landing on the concrete and the diffused sunlight seeping through the gray clouds, this is my idea of heaven. I can easily slip into a meditative state, clearing my mind of dilemmas and focusing on the positive. This is when I am my most productive self.
Even though the rainstorm will pass and the harsh sunlight and scorching heat will return, I am going to savor every moment I do have in my ideal setting.
May 1, 2012 at 11:02 AM (Holidays, Life)
Tags: demonstrations, Holidays, international workers day, Life, loyalty day, may day, maypoles, Pagan, protests, quest for knowledge, rallies, weather
Today is May 1st, May Day. It is also International Workers’ Day, a celebration of the international labor movement and a holiday for the commemoration of the Haymarket Massacre in Chicago in 1886. Labor Unions, all over the world, are marching, rallying and even striking (at LAX today) on this first day of May. It’s amazing how this one day can contain so many different meanings to so many different cultures, many located right here in the United States.
Aside from the labor unions commemorating International Workers’ Day, the Veterans of Foreign Wars (VFW) declared May 1st as “Loyalty Day,” originally called “Americanization Day,” a day set aside for the reaffirmation of loyalty to the United States and for the recognition of the heritage of American freedom. This started back in the 1920s as a counter to communists and was officially declared a national holiday by the U.S. Congress in 1958.
For the Latino immigrant population, May 1st is the day for the Great American Boycott, a general strike of undocumented workers and supporters seeking immigration reform legislation. This started in 2006 and is still going strong today, especially in downtown Los Angeles. It was all over the news this morning.
And not to be left out of all of the rallies and demonstrations, the Occupy Wall Street and Occupy LA movements are also planning demonstrations throughout the country. There are four rallies planned just for the Los Angeles area.
But for me, I like to think of May 1st as “May Day,” the festival of Flora, the Roman Goddess of Flowers. A festival where people dance with ribbons around a maypole and a Queen of May is crowned. It is the celebration of Spring time (and fertility). It lets us know that the long days of winter are behind us (though it is ironically raining here in Los Angeles today–our form of winter weather) and the long days of summer are in our future. It’s the whole “April Showers Bring May Flowers” ideal that we were taught as children. No violence, no demonstrating, no anger, no protesting–just ribbons, dancing, celebrating and flowers.