On a beautiful, sunny, sixty seven degree February day, Mark and I took a walk around the West Ridge Nature Preserve. It isn't a gigantic park, but it is quite nice considering it is wedged in between Rosehill Cemetery and the Arcadia Terrace neighborhood. Being that it is the middle of winter, there wasn't much greenery to speak of. Mostly shades of brown and grey. Still, it is a pleasant sanctuary with ducks, Canadian geese, and other wild life roaming through the shrubbery. Other than the occasional aroma of bus fumes wafting through the trees, you wouldn't even know that you're in the city. Just another part of our diverse neighborhood.