Anza Borrego

Anza Borrego: looking out over the cholla-studded green plains, and seeing a jackrabbit lop from shade to creosote; imagining it like a prehistoric mammal, huge among trees. Big ears swivel towards us like two tethered snowshoes tied together. It’s unhurried. We wonder what jackrabbits eat, and if there are coyotes that eat them. Twenty years ago, who knows – someone might have wrestled with developers or someone looking to pave a freeway through the land. But they fought and won. And today, even though it’s hotter, the rain is scarce, the animals fewer – we got that moment of solitude, to feel the rocks, the history, and so Dan rightly says: There’s so much left to save.

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