“Thousands have lived without love, not one without water.”- W. H. Auden
It isn’t until you’re faced with a situation that you finally realize that it’s true. Time spent in California has put a face on the water shortage in the state.
While spending time at Lake Oroville Dam, the visual landscape is daunting. To actually see the damage a four-year drought has caused has made me more conscientious about water usage. Before taking a shower, I make it a point to turn on the water right before stepping in. Just like in the days of boot camp, I get in, get it done and get out. If there’s unused water left in my water bottle, I dump it out on plants and not in the street.
Local news stations in parts of Northern California, have television segments called Water Wednesdays, to bring water conservation tips and information to viewers. Homeowners must use mandatory water schedules regarding lawn care or face being fined. Big business are not removed from these restrictions although I have witnessed water meant for grass and gardens being wasted on the sidewalks turning streets into little rivers.
Hopefully water rations are not a part of California’s future. It’s a frightful thought. Imagine, families allowed only so many gallons of liquid blue for drinking, bathing, cooking and washing clothes. What would happen if farmers were given limited water usage for crops? Can you image not eating apples, oranges, grapes, melons or vegetables?
It’s time to take the water shortage seriously. It’s not one group, one race or one families responsiblity. It’s everyone’s responsibility.
In the distance
From a distance
“I guess there are never enough books” -John Steinbeck
A visit to a local bookstore, Gallery Bookshop in Mendocino, CA was well worth the trip. I had no idea when I walked through the door of this neighborhood shop, that my day and life would be the better for it. In the quest to find two books, that I could not remember the titles to, the bookstore keepers made great attempts to find them. Terry Young searched through book listings in a reference magazine and partial word search in the computer while Mary Muto scoured the shelves after I gave slight descriptions. Unfortunately, like a detective on a cold case, we had to call it quits.
The best part about Terry and Mary is that while helping me they still maintained the crowd of people who floated in and out of their store. All this with genuine smiles and laughter. And Zoe, thank you for greeting me in a prompt and welcoming manner. So here’s a big high-five to Gallery Bookshop for showing me that customer service is not a word but a sign of genuine action. Oh, the name of those books? Paris He Said by Christine Sneed and My Paris Dream by Kate Betts. (www.gallerybookshop.com)
“The cars we drive say a lot about us.”-Alexandra Paul
I want to apologize for the lack of Spotlight stories for the last two Fridays in a row. The explorer in me has roamed around the country in search of the fun and unusual. So here is the first in several interesting happenings along the West Coast and the Pacific Northwest.
On May 9th, in Oroville, California, a vintage car show lit up the downtown area. The Oro Dam Cruisers, a Oroville vintage car club, sponsored the Gold Rush Car Show. A step back in time to poodle skirts, rock and roll music brought on the party to show off these and many more vintage cars. A heartfelt thanks to the owners of these beauties that allowed me to snap these photos. (Photos are those of the writer and may not be reproduced.)