I notice displays fit for a floral show in the windows of butcher shops and shoe stores.

The churches are adorned with a mantle of vines and flowers.
Are there no "outs," no defects in this Pasadena?
One must not forget the rainy days, the occasional "hot spells" of August and September, a wind now and then that blows off steeples and tears down fragile structures, bringing along a good deal more sand than is wanted.

And every year an earthquake may be expected.

I have experienced two, and they are not agreeable.
Aside from these drawbacks and dust in summer, all else is perfection, except that the weather is so uniformly glorious that there is seldom a day when one is willing to stay at home.

I feel just now like a "deestrick" schoolboy who has been "kept in" on a summer afternoon.
The wild-flowers are more fascinating to me than all those so profusely cultivated.