Found on dry slopes and stony washes in coastal sage scrub and chaparral communities, wishbone bush (Mirabilis laevis) is a wonder to behold.

November marks the start of my fifth year with OVLC. The season’s shortening days and the anniversary leads me to reflect on how things are going. If I had to choose one word that best captures how things are going, that word would be gratitude. 

As the autumnal winds fall silent upon willow-decorated creeks, the profound sound of water cuts through the streambeds and fills the tranquil air. Quail frolic amongst yellow painted alluvium, where the pungent scent of late season asters anchor the ecosystem until rain. It is this time of year, when birds have flown their artistically crafted nests, that we sharpen our tools and charge into the battlefields of giant reed. The thrill of watching stands of invasive Arundo (Arundo donax) topple down, revealing lush vegetation hidden beneath, is a view rewarding as any.