Monday, February 16, 2009
Love, Pomona Style
Ever the romantic, Husband spent Valentine's Day sick in bed. So Mr. Big and I took the opportunity to do something outdoorsy. We drove out to the State Citrus Park in Riverside, California.
I would highly recommend such an outing for adults who are childfree, as well as those with kids. Wear walking shoes, and be sure to go on Saturday, or one of the rare days the place is actually open. Here's their website, as well as more photos. The park features walking trails through the groves and palm tree lines, sweeping views of the Riverside area, and a glimpse of just how beautiful these inland valleys were way back when. The gift shop sells original crate labels, as well as a very cool $8 poster featuring a collection of crate labels from the Inland Empire. Mr. Big is already planning our next trip back, this time with either dog or bike in tow.
If you do head out there, be sure to take Victoria Avenue back toward the freeway, which is the scene of this famous crate label.
Before moving out here, Riverside - much like Pomona - was someplace I had written off as nothing more than methampetamine addicts and trailer parks. It's amazing what one can discover once you get off your high horse and look around.
Upon driving back home and exiting the 60 freeway at Reservoir, we were greeted by a fairly unValentiney scene: a lone flower vendor being given a ticket by two Pomona police officers. Given that there are no businesses in that part of town from where to even buy flowers, this seemed kinda harsh.
Later that night, when Big and I attended the Farmer's Market and 2nd Street Art Walk, we took a few minutes to reflect on life at the edge of Pomona's newest manmade lake (AKA the largest dental extraction this side of the Mississippi, compliments of the rain and the caring folks at Watt Development Company). I thought back on the flower seller earlier, and was struck by the wrongheadedness of a City where flower selling is a higher crime than the decimation of an entire city block.
Otherwise, a great night out in Pomona, where I continue to keep the faith and continue my love/hate relationship with this dysfunctional town.
P.S. Ran into Ren and met Susie of Pomona Arts Colonists for the first time.