Two Sunday mornings and forty bags later, Topanga’s Trash Warriors are tired and smiling, and the Boulevard looks beautiful again. The early mornings on Sundays are breathtaking not only in their visual brilliance, but the birdsong is a boisterous, raucous, festival of melodies celebrating the new day. We are grateful to be able to witness it all. As usual on Sundays, by 7 a.m., we were all reunited at the Topanga Post Office to divide and conquer the trash on our main street, Topanga Canyon Boulevard. It is lovely to watch the seasons progress as we traverse the canyon roadway every Sunday morning picking up the remnants of social gatherings. These days, the flowers continue to bloom, different ones opening at different times, and the grasses are drying in the sun but still green in the shade of the trees.  We have been few in numbers (5 and 7) but mighty in strength. There was a lot of mail on the roadside that had been plucked from the mailboxes and strewn about once it was picked through. Joe [Rosendo] gathered one batch and delivered it to a home off Old Canyon. The addressee was quite pleased. We returned what we found to the Post Office. Right off the bat, I saw a bright pink plastic toy in my designated section of the highway, and as I walked up to it and reached with my grabber, I noticed the snake. From that moment on, I was vigilant in staying aware of my surroundings, especially at my feet! We are in a huge natural swath of Los Angeles County and, sometimes, I forget about all of the critters with which we share it.