Sat at the table in the back yard yesterday afternoon/early evening and read. Then my friend B called from Indiana and we talked for about an hour. I’ll get to see her at the beginning of July!
There’s something about sitting outside as the air cools, watching the shadows creep up the hillside—it’s good for the skin. I felt when I went inside that my skin had been revitalized, like it finally got to breathe.
What's better than a blue rooster on a friend's front porch?
This water comes all the way from the Owens Valley—more than 200 miles away—to make the San Fernando Valley comfortable and green. There are no pumps along the way… It’s all done with siphons.
When they built the thing in the early 1900s, there were no engines that could pull the weight of some of the big concrete pipes they built, and they had to be pulled by up to 40-mule teams.
http://geoimages.berkeley.edu/geoimages/BainCalif/subjects/WaterOwens.html
There are flowers in this window. That’s what made me stop and take the photo. But I liked the long shot better.
This is probably actually an apartment building, but it made me think of the wonderful song “Little Yellow House” by Susan Werner.
This little yellow house
Has too many rooms
Too many rooms, too many rooms
This little yellow house
Has too many rooms
And I sit all alone and cry
I took a different route home yesterday because I stopped for a haircut and to pick up dinner from Pinochio’s (lasagna for D, penne with sausage and peppers for me). Something about these two people, probably strangers, talking on this bench struck me. That’s the thing you miss when you drive…connnecting with people you don't know.
I've been driving most of the time again since work is slow and I can sometimes leave early. I miss the train, but I can't leave early because it doesn't run all the way to Acton earlier in the afternoon.
We took Dodger and Rocky outside in their cages for the first time on this trip, too. They’d both been pretty spooked before about being in the trailer at all. But now they’re getting to be old hands, and they both seemed to be thrilled to be outside.
Friends stopped by to chat and sing along with D’s playing. Dodger tooted along and laughed a lot.
It rained yesterday morning, but the sky was so blue in the afternoon, it was truly exhilerating.
Big Boy seems to agree.
The weather was really fabulous. Not too hot, not too cool. Sat outside and read a bit and wrote a few pages about the things I observed.
I sometimes wish there were a market for my musings, but they please me, so I keep taking note. Recently read Timothy: Notes of an Abject Reptile. Lovely book that encourages you to look around at what’s happening with the creatures and plants in your environment.
