It doesn't look all that dramatic, I know, but these bursts of green leaves topped by crispy spires are actually young sycamore trees coming back from wildfire. It's almost two years ago now that the Woolsey Fire tore through Solstice Canyon and with every visit, we still feel the effects. The wild parrot flocks are mostly gone now, as are the ground-dwelling California quail, who never had a chance against the blaze. The place that was once filled with birdsong is now weirdly silent. So to see the regrowth of the sycamores, ungainly in their sprint for sunlight, offers hope that the rest of the canyon is healing in ways that are still unseen.