In the words of Joni Mitchell, you don’t know what you’ve got til it’s gone.
Kind of sums up my life experience as an ex pat: I’m always missing what I left behind. In this case, the many pleasures of California, and like Joni, as the plane glides into LAX, I do feel like I’m coming home. My past few visits have been brief, one-night stays on my way to New York, but this time I hung around long enough to remember just what a special place Southern California really is.
and it’s not just about the shopping……
The first thing I noticed was the sign above at Wholefoods, and this one
Santa Monica takes the lead. No more plastic bags. Yay! You take your own bag to the supermarket or pay one dollar for a recycyled paper bag (they banned styrofoam containers sometime ago). Santa Monica is on the coast (hence their awareness of the problem since the plastic bags are swept down from the surrounding areas into their storm water system) so they must wait until the rest of Los Angeles county follows suit.
New Zealand, are you paying attention? We should be leaders in this! I’ve long thought Kiwis take their environment for granted, and with a growing population, we need to wake up and smell the fumes.
Dry cleaners are doing it
Drought resistant gardens are everywhere, showing just what a beautiful thing it is to save water. Don’t you love garden gates? I want to know what’s on the other side of these.
two more gates (for garden lovers, the first is the former home of Nancy Goslee Power)
let’s have a closer look at that ingenious path
Succulents at Rolling Greens nursery on Beverly Blvd.
and last but not least, two knitting friends, Marla and Mary, and Marla’s son Asher who gallantly escorted his Mum to meet me at Caffe Luxe where they make the most delicious soy lattes.
Next time, we drive up the coast to Santa Barbara…..