When I left work in Palos Verdes at about 5:30 p.m., I could see the fiery sun preparing to set to the west. Instead of going home immediately, I drove up the hill in Malaga Cove to the beautiful La Venta Inn, an historic 1917 building and grounds now used predominately for public events.
Though the chains were down in the driveway, the caretaker, Rodger Niesley, said it was fine to go in to take photos. (He admitted to hosing down passionate teenagers who sneak into the grounds at night, however.) I hightailed it to my favorite spot and took a dozen photos, but this was my favorite with contrails streaking the sky. I could see one of the Channel Islands in a different snapshot and the Queen’s Necklace (the coastline from South Bay through Santa Monica, Malibu and to where highway 1 curves into Pt. Mugu). It was dusk by then and it was like looking at a cardboard cutout of the coastline with the mountains behind.
Sadly, only a few miles south in Rancho Palos Verdes, the The Daily Breeze continues the coverage of the search for a young man swept off the rocks two days ago. We have been having some really big surf since the weekend. In the midst of all this beauty, I said a quick prayer for the family of the young man who it is assumed has drowned.
What is it about sunrises and sunsets that totally captivates us all? People can badmouth Los Angeles and kooky California all they want, but how I love the city and the state I was born in. We have everything, even a Governator, who is in deep caca with the budget cuts.
I’ll write about Roger, La Venta's caretaker, another day. He is a superb wood carver and he showed me around his tiny studio tonight which is in one of the original garages. I’m invited back to see carved murals of Matthew, Mark, Luke and John in the Inn’s tower. I just love how I constantly trip across all these wonderful people who enrich my life.