Recently the state environmental department announced plans to control an introduced species, which is on the verge of becoming seriously invasive. In the areas where it’s currently established itself, it caused serious damage wetland and aquatic plants, has displaced – and often attacks – native species, created public health hazards, and injuries to the public. Once confined to a relatively small area of the state in limited numbers, over the past few years it has spread to new areas, and numbers are increasing. The state plans to reduce this population in the wild to zero over the next ten years. Pretty open and shut, right? Not really, since all such plans have a “public comment period” attached to them, and there’s a good percentage of people against it.
Category Archives: Parks
In my last post I talked about the screams coming from various Republican-controlled states as sequester cuts start hitting. Most of the articles were related to education cuts, or in the mind of conservatives, the more impact of cuts to military spending. This wasn’t surprising to anyone who can figure on what cuts would do to economies who rely on the “stability” of having military bases scattered around their state. But now the rest of the “conservative areas” are starting to see it, and in a place they care about: National Parks.
Most of my summer is spent outdoors, and occasionally I remember to bring a camera with me. Here are some of the things I found interesting. This is in early spring, a place called “Buttermilk Falls.”
It’s a popular destination, since it’s only a 100 yard hike in from the parking area.
This year saw me change assignments at work. The actual location was about 16 miles of road distance from where I’d been, but the “as the crow flies” distance was only around 6 miles. What was interesting to observe was the changes in the mix of species I saw. You see, I crossed a divide.
One of the experiences you gain as you grow older is that you attend an increasing number of “calling hours” at funeral homes. Elderly members of your, or your friend’s, family pass on, and you go to pay your respects and offer your condolences. One of the facets of that is that you’ll hear at least one person (and usually more) make a comment about how nice a job the funeral director did on the deceased, that they “look so nice.” I was reminded of that when a co-worker was discussing the goings-on in one of the groups in a nearby town. There was a lot of pushing done to “beautify” the main street, and arguments over whether a pavilion should be built on a local beach, or its placement. I said “Well, that’s nice, but all they’re doing is dressing up a corpse.”