Yesterday, several of my neighbors packed their kids in their cars and headed to Altadena to play in the snow. My friends in Burbank said they made a snowman, but I haven't seen pictures.
I grew up in a cold climate and I moved to the west coast for a reason. To my mind, if you didn't have a fire going in your fireplace yesterday, it was a good day for the library.
Today's good, too, except the Central Library is open only from 1-5 on Sundays and the other branches are closed. I guess the librarians have a right to take a day off and freeze just like everyone else.
The travesty is that on Sundays, Central Grounds is closed.
21 comments:
Every day is a good day to hang out in the library.
That's a beautifully composed photo, Petrea.
This is outstanding. It's what I call and abstract photo, by which I mean that it's an ordinary thing shot so that it looks abstract and on first look, unrecognizable.
Hi Petrea ~ Coming to you from Margaret's blog post...what a lovely tribute she wrote for you. :o) I enjoyed poking around on your blog and admiring your beautiful photography!
Fabulous lighting - good catch! The Centennial Room is full of city council tomes and local history. I keep meaning to go there to look up that Indian graveyard Sid Gally wrote about, but the weather's usually too nice to be indoors. Yesterday would have been a good day for it.
LA's main library downtown is also very beautiful, with painted wooden beams. Have you been?
It was in a library that I first realized that thoughts are the bones of space.
Thanks, Dive & Mister Earl. I'm fond of it. Yeah, I guess it's abstract. I didn't get much writing done.
Hi Deb--You know the feeling! This new project of Margaret's is bound to make a few people blush in a very good way. Thanks for stopping by.
Bellis, I gravitate to the Centennial Room. I hardly know the library at all because I usually go there and nowhere else.
J, I have to think on that.
I like the slices of sunlight in this photo. Plus the ceiling light with the green glow is beautiful. I don't spend much time at the library now (although hanging out in the Centennial Room would be very cool), but as a kid the library was one of my favorite places to go.
Petrea, that is a lovely photograph, clevery composed. I saw guitars for a good long time.
I also have the same reaction to J's bones.
I'll give you another one to ponder, one that occurred to me when reading about the protests in Wisconsin: Collective bargaining is a corollary of free speech.
Like J's bones, it doesn't seem to resonate with people. Perhaps you could fix that.
Word verification: ougwhif. What you experience when scooping poop?
Snow AND a great photograph! You're having a fine day in California, Petrea.
Katie, I kinda want lamps like that for my house Kinda.
We are, Dina. We are.
Cliff, the "bones of space" may be a Kubrick reference.
If I could fix what resonates with people and what doesn't, we wouldn't have a two party system because everyone would agree all the time. I figure "collective bargaining" is the business equivalent of "safety in numbers." It's the same as giving everyone a vote. If the only thing that matters in business is who's got the most money, then we might as well live in Qadaffi's Lybia.
love the light
Petrea, you captured this beautifully!
The Centennial Room is my very favorite place whenever I'm at Central Library (well, that and Jan Sanders's office).
I'll be at Central Grounds Monday morning at about 9 a.m. with Paul Little to discuss outreach for Restaurant Week from March 27 to April 1, which the City of Pasadena is co-sponsoring.
Thank you, Desiree.
PIO, Ms. Sanders never lets me hook up my laptop in her office so I have to settle for the Centennial Room.
That's an impressive list of restaurants at good prices! I look forward to it.
Lovely photo, Petrea... I would say that it was a good day.
Bises,
Genie
OK, I think it's time for me to GUSH. In my opinion, this is one of your best P. It's beautifully composed and the light is exquisite. I'll share this with my photography students if that is alright with you. Good work my friend. I can't wait to get back out there with all of you!
V
No, I didn't mean to reference Kubrick, though that's a delightful reaction. I kind-of mean that we project our intentions from our minds through space when we do things. It's like thinking holds things up (Mark Strand swipes at this in is poem "Keeping Things Whole"). Sit in a library & the din of all the thinking—the effort of making things make sense—will drive you right back out to the street.
Genie, thank you. And Virginia, I'm honored.
JS, thinking can be loud!
Wonderful shot Petrea!!! I agree with V!!!
I thought of John's thought yesterday on seeing a video of my 3 year old Eyal building a cardboard robot. His mum prompts him "How did you decide to build a robot?" and he says quietly "By thinking. I was thinking."
Just picturing Eyal thinking about making a robot gives me a feeling of serenity about the future. Then I think maybe I'd rather picture Eyal thinking about making a basket, or a garden, or anything but a robot! I have to laugh at myself. His world will be so different from mine.
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