Los Angeles is a youthful, antsy, many-hued city of makers and doers, power brokers and paradigm shifters, and where great big ideas bloom like Jacaranda flowers in spring.
Construction narrowly missed a cemetery in the town, where horses are corralled by rock walls and scatterings of purple and violet flowers from bougainvillea vines and jacaranda trees compete with the view of a creek that is littered with garbage.