A NATURAL HISTORY OF EMPTY LOTS

Discovering nature in urban “brown lands.”

The image of the frontier runs so deep in American culture, writes SF novelist Brown, that we take for granted that to find nature you have to drive out of town. In fact there is another, hidden wilderness that hides in plain sight around abandoned buildings and empty lots, behind chain-link fences, and along the pathways of infrastructure, rights-of-way, traffic islands, and medians often littered with decades of trash. “The city contains green frontiers that are very real, but the line that defines them is often a ‘No trespassing’ sign.” Brown’s unusual combination of memoir and “natural history” contains many surprising images. Strolling through a parking lot, he looks up to discover five great blue herons going about their business in treetop nests. He sees a fox and then, after setting up a trail cam, records a steady stream of them. Wild plants and animals thrive in spaces from which the city excludes human inhabitants, he finds. This encompasses the pests that find urban areas irresistible (rodents, pigeons, deer) as well as the more exotic animals that eat them: owls, hawks, coyotes, even the occasional wolf. “The wildflowers in the right-of-way and the coyotes in the alley remind us that wild nature is always ready to come back, to adapt to the opportunities we give it,” he writes. “But they also remind us that nature is mostly losing.” Readers who find this material unpromising may change their minds as Brown discovers a rich natural history in unexpected places.

An appealing mixture of nature writing, memoir, and self-reflection.