Some residents of Big Tujunga in the Los Angeles area are making claims today that their homes were lost when firefighters were diverted to the Palos Verdes fire. Now, for those of you not located in Los Angeles I will give you a little geography and fiscal education. Big Tujunga is fairly well populated with older smaller homes dotted throughout the canyon while Palos Verdes is populated with larger, many newer, more opulent homes. Now let’s do the math:

According to several real estate websites the mean home price in Palos Verdes, CA is just under $1 million. The mean home price in Big Tujunga, CA is between $400,000 – $500,000.  If property taxes are assessed at around 1% we can easily see that between the two areas Palos Verdes is the big ticket item for the state.  A state in dire financial crisis I might add.

Right now you are saying “that can’t be!” How can a professor of business ethics jump on the accusatory bandwagon of alleging financial favoritism? Has the latest news story gotten to her head without doing the research? Have conspiracy theorists invaded her cerebellum? No. Quite the contrary. I am not jumping on a bandwagon, not a conspiracy theorist, but most importantly am speaking from personal observation.

What the residents of Big Tujunga are claiming rings true. Almost every other year now I have been evacuated from my own canyon home above Chatsworth, CA due to raging, out of control fires. I am not complaining about this fact because I accept the pitfalls of living in paradise. Four years ago we were evacuated and I attended an NBC news conference being held by Mayor Villaraigosa and the fire chief just below the canyon. They proudly announced to the crowd and the cameras how the water drops were taking place at that very moment in Bell canyon. Now, this would have been good, but the homes most in danger were in Box and Woolsey Canyons. The fire had not even reached Bell canyon at that point, but rest assured those homes were protected while not one water drop had occurred in Box or Woolsey. When I confronted the mayor about this he hemmed and hawed so I pressed the point and inquired as to whether the higher property taxes in Bell canyon had anything to do with why we were not receiving the needed water drops. While watching the television camera go from my face to his repeatedly he appeared to be a deer caught in the headlights then sputtered out that he would personally go check on our homes. To his credit he did just that, but I wanted water drops like Bell Canyon was getting not a mayoral visit. We did begin to get water drops just minutes after his trip up our canyon, and I am not saying definitively it was because of my confrontation, but I also don’t believe in coincidences.

So, when I saw Bert Voorhees, resident of a burnt out home in Big Tujunga Canyon, make his claims on the news today I gave a silent cheer and ran to my blog. After all, I have a blog on ethics and what could be more unethical than greed on the part of our government? Some may argue that it makes financial sense. I say garbage! It is not okay, nor is it ethical to decide whose home gets saved by the value of their property tax! Next thing you know the government will decide whose life is worth saving by how much money they have. Uh oh, they already do that. It’s called health care and war.

It isn’t often we get the chance to take a moment and enjoy the beauty that surrounds us. We spend far too much time running from place to place, attending meetings, taking kids to school, and everything else adulthood convinces us is necessary. I have spent most of my life, being the “Type A” personality I am, always trying to fit more and more into my already busy day. For me, it is a challenge, and yet, sometimes something happens in our life that forces us to hit the brakes suddenly and see what we often miss.

Yesterday, I hit those brakes, and I happened to have the opportunity to drive through the California desert just after doing so. I am from Southern California and have driven these roads hundreds of times. I rarely think about how striking it is because it is something to be driven through in order to arrive at one’s destination. This time, however, I took the time to notice things I hadn’t really paid close attention to before.

It was raining in the desert yesterday and the Joshua trees were such a deep golden green against the wet sand. In fact, whenever the sun would peek out the remaining droplets could be seen shining on their sturdy branches. And for those of you that have never been there, Joshua trees are unique to this part of the world. Not so much a tree as a cactus actually, but a stunning addition to what would otherwise be a barren landscape. Had they always been this beautiful?

Beyond the desert floor you could see the snow covered mountains with their white powder tops begging to be part of a fun winter’s day, and topping it off was the double rainbow; one hovering on either side of the highway as if to guide travelers through the storm. Mountain snow against the desert floor. Rainbows glistening in the sun. It was dazzling, a dream almost, but hadn’t it always been this way?

I suppose it is really nothing new. Things I have seen throughout my life I’m sure but never really paid much attention to. The California desert is really such an amazing place, and I highly recommend a jaunt through it, especially in winter, but I also urge you to stop and look around today wherever you may be. Whether something makes you stop in your tracks or not, take a minute or two and try to catch a glimpse of some things you may have been missing. They’ve probably been right in front of you all along, but never quite as beautiful as when you take the time to enjoy them.

Reprinted from my blog at a national travel magazine

I will start off by telling you that I am most definitely a city girl. I love the city, almost any city. The hustle and bustle, sounds, smells and sights are all things I want assaulting my senses. I have the innate need to be able to find life at the oddest hours of the night, and good or bad it makes me feel part of the human race. I have a lot of favorite cities, but even my less preferred ones are still more desirable to me than spending time camping or trekking in vast wastelands where humans are rarely seen. Not that I haven’t done a lot of that, but it just is not my top choice when traveling for pleasure. In fact, one memorable experience many years ago had me in the outback of Australia being offered an item to eat that was still crawling, which, of course, I politely declined.

All this being said, I do recommend getting out of town at least one day if not more during city romps. Although I am not a fan of watching grass grow, which is my impression of what people do in vast wilderness areas, I do enjoy seeing unique parts of nature.

This may seem a little contradictory to you all, but taking short trips out of town to view wildlife or see unique natural or manmade wonders is something very enjoyable. Some of the top sights on my list are Iguaçu Falls in Brazil or Argentina, the Great Wall of China, any safari somewhere in Africa, Stonehenge, Denali Park in Alaska and the list goes on. As you can see, most of these sights are not all that far away from a city. However, I have broken my own rules for a few days at a time to experience these beautiful places.

Last week I was reacquainted with Muir Woods in California and was reminded just how beautiful nature can be. It was remarkable to stand next to these towering redwood trees that average between 400-800 years old and imagine what they could tell us if only they could speak. Now I know this may not seem old in comparison to sights all over the world that have been around for thousands of years, but I must remind you that very little in California is especially old. In fact, we consider anything 100 years old and still standing to be extraordinary.

So, get out of town. Even if you are just on business, take some time to venture out for even a half-day excursion. You won’t be required to watch grass grow or eat still-living creatures, but you will see a different side of life.

Reprinted from my blog at a national travel magazine