On Yet Another Sobering Note…
Being a Californian, I've traveled throughout the state. From its majestic mountains to its stunning, sand-to-rugged-cliff coastline, from its mist-kissed redwoods to its breeze-salted palms, its beauty always awes me.
But like all things in life, there is a dark side to life in sunny California.
Over the past few years, NorCal, where I live (San Jose and north to the Oregon border) has had its fair share of devastating fires. Sadly, this week SoCal (below San Luis Obispo and to the Mexican border), saw the tragic effect of the always fierce Santa Ana winds in this era of global warming. The growth of the Los Angeles megalopolis—1,855,000 in 1950 to 3,363000 in 2025— has only exacerbated what one fire, let alone four, can do to the region.
Author advocate, bookstore owner, and author (check out her hilarious mom-com novel, Blank) Zibby Owens owns a home in Pacific Palisades, the fire's ground zero. By the grace of God, her home survived. In this essay from her website, she reminisces about the joy finding her home, the memories created in her neighborhood, and her sadness of what has now been lost because of this tragedy.