So outdoor observers: what fruit on yonder tree?
Admittedly, this is a crappy picture, taken through the window of my car, stopped briefly on a county road and having not gone unnoticed by a nearby barking porch dog.
I think you can see enough to make the ID.
UNK is shorthand for Unknown, of course, not the brother of your father or mother.
I happened across this piece I'd written some years back--for Blog Action Day maybe--and thought it might have a place in what used to be the book I was writing and compiling from odd bits here and there that might deserve to see the light of day.
So I posted it at Medium.com today. Go there to read:
The Right To a Nature-Rich Childhood
For those who don't see my infrequent posts on the Book of Face, here is a link to the four part series on Forestry's Future that just completed its run in the Floyd Press.
When Forests Disappear / Fred First / Medium.com
Two weeks ago this morning I was in high clover--among vegetation and birdlife unlike anything around here, that's for sure.
Sarasota is another world, and on a beautiful balmy morning surrounded by herons and ibises and spoonbills and ducks and...
It was really the first time I've been able to use the long-lens function of the camera I got only last August. So here's a gallery of images in a slide show. Or click them individually at the gallery link here.
Part Two of a four-part series on Forests' Future, published in Floyd Press starting March 30.
What goes missing when a clearcut takes everything away from our ridges, slopes or valleys?
Extensive and prolonged logging so close to home was not just a personal concern. It was a community matter, too. Taking away the forest cover over many acres of steep mountain land impacts drinking water—if not mine, then a neighbor’s. Our valley floor's residential wells may draw some or much of their volume from the fractured rock under the adjacent deforested and herbicide-sprayed acreage.
Understandably, it disturbed me … Continue Reading ››