After the torrents of March created waterfalls in normally dry Orange County, California, canyons, Laura Cohen and I were clearing brush and planting together in the native garden at Laguna Coast Wilderness Park. She could barely get a sentence out without an exclamation: 鈥淟isten! A titmouse!鈥澛犫淐a-ca-ca-ca! Hear that Cooper鈥檚 hawk?鈥 鈥淟ook! Blue-eyed grass!鈥
Walking with Laura 鈥 the recently retired resource specialist at this glorious 7,000-acre preserve, saved three decades ago from development 鈥 makes me think of a sparrow flitting through creation: She鈥檚 hyperaware but gently聽ready聽for nature鈥檚 next surprise.
For 16 years, until last month, Laura was the聽beloved but firm public face of the park, creating and running the interpretive programs. She kept an eye out for succulent thieves and their innocent counterparts, children picking flowers; for dogs (don鈥檛 get her started on how their presence can disturb the peace of the pocket mouse); and for rattlesnakes that slither under the nature center doors.
She taught about plants and animals and nature鈥檚 cycles, and she was inspiring. One 5-year-old whom Laura first taught at a raptor-themed family day is now in聽college聽working with some of the country鈥檚 top ornithologists: 鈥淏ut I wouldn鈥檛 take responsibility for it. She just had the love of it, you know?鈥
That 鈥渓ove of it鈥 keeps Laura at the park after retirement; she鈥檚 now donating her time, like me and a legion of other and Orange County Parks volunteers taught by her to clear vegetation, plant, patrol trails, and answer park phones.
I asked her about Earth Day, and she offered this advice: Real love for nature is respect for nature. Revel in it, she says, but stay on the trail. Resist picking a flower. 鈥淧eople forget that they are one of 100,000 or more doing the same thing.鈥
She added, 鈥淚 hoped through my job to help people better understand and protect nature because once it鈥檚 lost, it鈥檚 absolutely impossible to re-create the original living tapestry in all of its beauty and complexity.鈥
Indeed, it鈥檚 because of the Lauras of this world that we will 鈥渉ear that titmouse.鈥