January 21

In the sprawling megalopolis of Los Angeles, the definition of a nature trail is quite different than in rural Mid-Michigan. The one, Caroline, our daughter, Allison and I hike on meanders through a 50-yard wide strip of green space bordered by dense housing on one side and a concrete channel of the San Gabriel River on the other. My first impression left me wondering if wildlife could thrive or even survive in such a place. So, on this warm and sunny afternoon while Caroline and Allison move ahead, I dodge a few other walkers, leached dogs and baby strollers, to experience what nature has to offer. Soon, I come upon one of many Common Sage bushes that provide a pleasing aroma as well as nectar for the honeybees. Against an azure blue sky, giant transmission towers and numerous power lines come into view. Five years ago, government officials began restoring this easement property into habitat for native flora and fauna. Against the same blue sky, I marvel at a Great Egret perching among the male and female catkins of a White Alder tree. Surrounded by the commotion of this urban area, I enjoy a Northern Mocking Bird singing and a Monarch feeding on a colorful mint blossom. Surrounded by pavement and steel, I enjoy the pink blossoms of Wild Rose and the multi-colored blossom of a Passion Flower. Just ahead, bursting from green buds are the lovely flowers of Lion’s Tail that when dried, along with the leaves, can be smoked to calm the nerves. After completing a half-mile, I turn around and begin to retrace my steps where I can barely see a female Lesser Goldfinch against the branches and leaves of an oak tree. At the conclusion of the hike, I decide that despite a lack of peace and quiet, I am glad there is a natural oasis where wildlife and humans can co exist.

A peaceful meadow

A motor ran

Sounds of nature

Sounds of man

Sage on the trail

Trash in the can

Smells of nature

Smells of man

A flowery field

A beat up van

Sights of nature

Sights of man

D. DeGraaf