strolling down the river…

After work yesterday, I had planned to do about thirty minutes on the JPL basement treadmill, then realized that it might be best if I headed out earlier than later to participate in the Benefit for Benji that the proprietor of my favorite vegan hot dog cart- Frankenstand, really the only vegan hot dog cart that I know of – was having to help pay for his puppy’s spine surgery. Off I went to partake in a nice little meal:

Of a yummy vegan sausage with all the toppings:

The Witch with sauerkraut, baco bits, coleslaw, grain mustard, ketchup and veganaise
The Witch with sauerkraut, baco bits, coleslaw, grain mustard, ketchup and veganaise

And a nice chocolate raspberry cupcake by Amanda’s Bakery and Cafe:

Realizing that I had done precious little walking over the previous three days and that I wasn’t in the mood to go home just yet, I called up Sarriah, who wasn’t far away, and we met up in Los Feliz for a walk.

She had said she had a destination in mind, but wouldn’t reveal the details (though, to be fair, I didn’t press too hard beyond throwing out things I happened to see: “Is it the accordion school? We’re going to that rug hanging in the tree, aren’t we?”). The destination proved to be a portion of the Los Angeles River that runs through Atwater Village. And the first sight of the river to greet me was this:


It didn’t take long for me to become obsessed with photographing the sights of the concrete-lined river as night fell:







Apparently snowy egrets are known to hang out in the L.A. River. I saw one very early on, but before I could take a picture, it flew away, only a blur in my lens.
Apparently snowy egrets are known to hang out in the L.A. River. I saw one very early on, but before I could take a picture, it flew away, only a blur in my lens.

As we approached a bridge, Sarriah wondered aloud about our new location. I looked around…and recognized the entrance to the State Route 2 Highway that I use in my daily commute to work.

But I had never before noticed this lovely entrance to the L.A. River trail:


Nor the gate left open for river hikers:

Nor this intriguing bench just off a teeny tiny branch of the trail, near the bridge guardrail:

At this point, though, it was getting a little late and we were getting tired, so we opted to meander back to our cars through the residential neighborhoods of Atwater rather than tackle the other side of the river. And our meanderings led us past this cute driveway:

Los Angeles, where even your driveway is a STAH!
Los Angeles, where even your driveway is a STAH!

And this fascinating lamp post (in the yard of the driveway star):

Please don't eat us!
Please don't eat us!

Well, that was too much excitement for one night, so after arriving at our cars, we chatted for a little longer, then went on our separate ways.

I think I’m still tired…

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