Defenders of Wildlife

Not so alone

Not so alone

As a child I lived in a house where there was lots of anger and financial worries. Peace and love for me were expressed by experiences with the natural world. My dad collected tadpoles and we watched them pass through their metamorphises. W e found a toad and kept in a jar with rocks and pond water that were frequently changed. My mother made a great celebration to feed o u r toad. One of the memorable things that I remember is the spring ritual when my dad cleaned the bird houses. When the house wren returned to one of these bird houses my dad would announce that things would be okay now that the wren is back.

I have continued to find that I am not so alone in this world when I hear the spring peepers, the dawn chorus, or the crowns in our apple trees. To see a member of another species gives me hope that humanity has not destroyed our environment so badly that others are unable to be among us. Future generations not having the opportunity of knowing other species is unthinkable. Therefore, I am compelled to do what I can to keep mother Earth plant and animal friendly.

 

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