Spring Has Sprung

Just got back from a week’s vacation in Lake Tahoe with the family and friends. There’s no view more beautiful in the world than the Lake and surrounding mountains from the ski slopes at Heavenly. You’d have to be on drugs to have a more surreal experience. I always leave Tahoe wishing I’d chosen it as my home instead of Malibu. Yes, that sounds snobby but I don’t mean it that way. I just think there’s a side of me, perhaps some memory from a past life, that just clicks on when I’m in the mountains. Even a simple encounter with a Stellar Jay (the local bluebird species) leaves me feeling soothed and happy. But I’ve chosen my home and I love it.

Gunbarrel lift

Returning home to the beach this past weekend was a pleasant shock. Spring has sprung with a vengeance in the ‘Bu. The temps were back in the 80’s and nature has started waking up everywhere. Leaving Howe’s market yesterday, I stopped and listened to a Mockingbird perform a little concert for me on a low cinder block wall. (There’s a bird theme in here somewhere.) We drove around in the Celica with the top down — quite a change from the frigid weather in Tahoe. I’ve got to repeat something my wife has said for years: California has it all. We really do. I just hope we have the good sense to preserve it. Everywhere in Tahoe you hear the locals talking about how the lake isn’t as crystal clear anymore and how global warning will soon allow algae blooms that will kill off the natural flora and fauna. For one, I can already see it happening but don’t blame it all on atmospheric changes. I’d say it has more to do with the massive amount of new development being done along the south shore. Hundreds of new homes, condos, apartments and of course shopping plazas cover the entire expanse.

Oh yeah, it was Easter week, too. I’m a pagan so the nature and rebirth thing is what that’s all about for me. Tweet tweet!

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