An Alaskan in California-2
Hi Folks! It's Lily from Alaska, landed here in Santa Clarita.
I went for a job interview yesterday, and got it, but my phone was not programmed correctly, so I missed the call back. My friend Adiz picked me up, climbling a hill in Hasley canyon, furious with me, for missing that call. Well, I programmed my phone this morning, and that ring will wake the dead!
This morning I saw two hummingbirds hovering over the wrought iron fence, with the rising sun as backdrop. I felt like they were looking at me as much as I was looking at them.
Buses are going to be bit tricky, I think. Now I know there's an overhead pass for getting to bustops from shopping malls. The slow die here in L.A., in more ways than I can count. If you are crossing a highway on foot, RUN! The slow are just moving targets to drivers. I hiked about a half mile in the sun, and the only bus stop I saw was in direct sunlight. I sat down there for almost an hour, and started seeing stars and dots, along with a headache. I realized this was probably sunstroke, and hiked about a mile more for a shaded bus stop. I was so grateful to get there. Then I waited about 45 minutes for a bus to take me into Valencia bus hub, the ride took about another 45 minutes, and then the hike up the hill.
Yesterday we got my mutt shaved! It costs about seventy dollars, and she looks like a little lion, and now can spend the days outside with the mutts here at the house. I see alot of half retriever, half pitt bulls, a new trend in Cali, I guess...
Last night was the fullest, warmest moon, I've ever seen, so huge, it looked like a giant disco ball in the sky... this place is stunning; everywhere I turn, I'm amazed at something.
A few nights ago, I came face to face with a California praying mantis. He gave me that floating eye look, sort of a once over, and when I offered my hand, he wasn't having it. Maybe I don't drive the right car. Heck, I don't have a car- but that's O.K. Things are tough, but I know I will not freeze, and the sky is sunny, and when I left Alaska, it had rained every day for two months...
I miss my friends, but I am making new ones. I miss my home, but I must make a new one. Maybe we don't know what will happen, day by day. Maybe it's not ours to know, but there is grace enough in my heart to appreciate this incredible place!