Follow the Algae-Lined Road
Ventura sand and sea beckoned, so Berkeley travelers, Richard Hayden, Jill Sarick, and Pamela Berstler, followed the steady stream of dry weather runoff from a nearby ocean-unfriendly garden, and ended up at the beach as the tide crept in over anemone-filled pools. But wait! Where was the pot of green at the end of the runoff? A quick look around found the answer: cleverly disguised as a fresh water “spring,” covered in bermuda grass and invasive plants, and seeped in a green, nutrient-rich muck, was the concrete pipe drain outlet that delivered the continuous flow of “urban slobber” to the beach.
Eternal Runoff "Spring"
In front of the outlet there were no anemones, no tiny octopi, no mussels — just ignorant tourists splashing and playing in the water they thought was clean because they were at the beach in sunny Southern California.
Our travelers were refreshed from scampering about the tide pools, but thoroughly disgusted by the runoff situation, and vowed to redouble their efforts at spreading the word of Ocean Friendly Gardens.
At the final stop before depositing Jill back home, Jill and Richard encountered a giraffe, and were set to dreaming about their own personal lap giraffe, courtesy of Maureen Decombe, who plans to build “a smallish tallish shed” for hers when it arrives in the mail. http://www.PetiteLapGiraffe.com/calves.php
Dreaming of A Lap Giraffe
