Even though we city dwellers have parks galore, we often feel cut off from the natural world. When I lived in Brooklyn, I remember coming up the subway stairs once to find two enormous raccoons enjoying a trashcan dinner. It was so shocking. And in Los Angeles recently, I noticed a lone coyote walking down a sidewalk in broad daylight like he was off to borrow a cup of sugar from his neighbor.
This baby skunk has appeared in my backyard every evening this week. I’m not keen on getting too close, but I do appreciate the reminder that even a manicured lawn is a part of the natural world. (And, if so, does that make me part of the urban wildlife, too?)