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.
