Unless I'm going to the Edendale post office, I tend to avoid Glendale Boulevard because of the traffic. But this morning I happened to be driving it, and the road was free and easy zip zip, the sky bright blue, the air cool. But the lovely moring darkened when I got to the Berkeley intersection and saw that the brown sign declaring the traffic island parkway a national park was gone. For how long, I couldn't say. About six weeks ago, a group called Islands in L.A. posted the sign in an effort to plant a good idea. Whether it was jacked by a moron acting on his/her private initiative or removed by the city for officious reasons I can't say. Or maybe Islands wanted their sign back. I want it back, too.

Meanwhile, on the traffic island "parks," California poppies already are blooming, so is thyme -- they look green, drought tolerant, and spiffy, and it crossed my mind to do some guerrilla planting of some of the cuttings from my yard, as numerous neighbors do in Elysian.

I've heard of a small terrific Jamaican restaurant somewhere in the vicinity, but driving and looking today I wasn't able to spot it.