Imagine the scene from 12 Monkey's. That Terry Gilliam Sci-Fi film. Not the ones underground, not the final climax shot, not the crazy cackling Brad Pitt - the one with the animals running free in urban streets. The surface scene of wild animals taking back the city - a city void of homo sapien. Now put the people back.
A few days ago, my blogger pal, William Campbell shared a photo of a hawk in his backyard. It was a gorgeous photo of the same species of bird I have found in my own neighborhood Jacaranda Trees. In the five years I've lived in West Hollywood, it is getting increasingly wild - and not of the human sort. Wild animals find themselves cohabiting in the urban environment. I've seen coyotes (full grown and babies), a family of raccoons, parrots, mockingbirds, crows galore and I can't forget the time the dog pull a possum out of the bushes (he played dead of course). And of course the hawk - all within a block of my house.
I love this increasing wildlife! And immediately had a vision of special "wild animal" parks - off limits to humans at night, open space, wild areas. Bulldoze a block of houses, let it go back to seed. Let the animals move in. Enough with the manicured parks. Let the earth be wild in urban areas.