That is always the question when planting a native garden, isn’t it? How native is it going to be?
A winter stroll provides a chance to get a sense of place where this vast wet wilderness meets the land.
It was a cool day with light cloud cover, good weather for a hike, so I decided to head out and see an old friend.
Pick a walk through a natural habitat and hike it once a month for a year. You’ll never have the same walk twice.
Besides city views and apex predators, there is also show biz!
So far all the plants have survived with the exception of the island morning glory dug up by my co-gardener, Rocky the dog. Even the native grasses he ate grew back fine.
Not far from the L.A. coastline, at the corner of Lincoln and Jefferson is a small marsh.
The largest freshwater lake entirely within California, Clear Lake is also one of the oldest lakes in North America.
So plant a few natives in the yard and call it a day, eh? I wish.
Between the multi-million dollar houses of the Pacific Palisades and Will Rogers State Park sits Murphy Ranch where truth and myth blended together.