My earliest memory revolves around soil. I was a baby sitting in my dad’s vegetable garden, staring up at the sweet corn and wanting to taste it… but unable to reach it, I shoved a handful of soil into my mouth instead. I was very confused—I was still looking at the corn, so why didn’t the stuff I put in my mouth taste like corn? Maybe I should try again..? Nope, the second handful of soil still didn’t taste like corn. After this very early encounter, I took soil for granted
Everybody needs a bit of magic in their lives now and then. Over and over, throughout this spring, I’ve sought a place where delicate pink fairies, accented with blue, hovered ethereally while many-tentacled hydras somersaulted across the soil below as cyclops wander among them. I wanted to find sea creatures happily going about their business in a woodland meadow. I even hoped to encounter bouncing fleas and dancing worms, as they might feed the fire-dwelling lizards of myth
"What if I told you that aliens have been spotted nearby? They can grow up to fifteen feet tall. They release special chemicals that prevent other things from living nearby. They are so strong that they can break through the foundation of your house and come right in. They have incredible regenerative powers and can survive being ripped apart. They can even clone themselves from a chunk as small as your fingernail. They have come from a far away land with an inhospitable, roc
I’m craving adventure. How about you? And I don’t just mean that I want to sit here at my computer and look wistfully at pictures of the far-flung places I had hoped to visit this spring/summer. I mean that I want to actually get out into the world and experience something new. But, when we’re confined to our own houses/yards, how adventurous can we really be? I propose that we enlist the help of our local expert adventurers to answer that question: our children. I don’t have
They’re calling! Have you heard it? I’ve heard it, the chorus of tiny voices trilling from the woodland edges near my home. Every year as the snow melts, I hold my breath each time I step outside and strain my ears to catch their magical announcement on the wind: spring is here at last. Chorus frogs, though less well-known by name than spring peepers (even if they are likely to be more frequently heard) are usually the first frogs to begin calling in the spring. Their call is
..and being thoughtful of that which is threatened. "Losing a species of animal is like losing all the masterpieces of a great artist." - Teddy Roosevelt If you were asked to define what "conservation" is, what would you say? One of the first things that many people think of is the protection of endangered species. And they definitely have a point-- protecting endangered species is an important part of overall conservation efforts. But what, exactly, is an endangered species?
Nothing, it just WAVED! WATER, WATER EVERYWHERE Water. Few things are as important to all life on the planet as is this wondrous compound. Did you know that our bodies are roughly composed of 60-70% water? We Michiganders are particularly lucky. Our Great Lakes hold about 22% of the world's fresh water. This equates to about 95% of the usable freshwater in the United States! Have you ever taken a step back to truly appreciate its complexity and beauty? By witnessing the vast