Mine is not a private garden, like those of English aristocrats or wealthy Americans, hidden behind tall gates and hedges. All day and night, people immerse themselves in the parking strip in front of my house — 110 feet long and 6 feet wide. Lots of people honk when they see me out weeding — I’ve lived in this house …
As a botanist, I feel joy and gratitude for the recent winter rains, on behalf of Southern California’s ecosystems; it is a time of renewal and recovery. However, the rains also bring a sense of dread about a potential “superbloom.” I do not dread the recovery of wildflower fields from severe drought, but I do worry about the endless masses …
