Sometimes its a little too easy to get caught up in what you don’t have. For me currently, the big ones are internet, cell service, and the ability to make it to the coffee pot before my twelve other bunkmates do.
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(Photo above) Eastern box turtle: by Hudson River Park Wild! Tour guide, Keith Michael
Hello Everyone! The Summer SCA staff and I went on a day hike in the Staten Island Mt. Loretto State Forest and Mt. Loretto Unique Area last week, and I was inspired to write a little bit about the importance of urban green space.
(Photo above) With fellow SCA/CDIP interns Emily Zhang and Rani Jacobson. Photo credit: Emily
What does it mean when you’ve been pooped on repeatedly? By birds, of course.
The birds in question would be common terns with their largest nesting population located on 17-acre Great Gull Island, one of Long Island Sound’s barrier islands.
Great Dismal! Prime Hook! And now Back Bay- where will this girl go next?
I’ll tell you where- straight to bed.
I am exhausted.
But I had a wonderful time at Back Bay - Sunday afternoon I loaded up the truck and cruised over to Virginia Beach.
Last week I spent a bunch of time working on some elevation spreadsheets from before the 2008 Lateral West Fire. So the ﬁrst part of the week basically involved collecting more data on those plots. Before the ﬁre, a few water monitoring wells were installed and surveyed for elevations.
(Above) Sylvie appreciates a belly rub from a visitor. NPS photo.
As the ﬁrst bus arrives, it starts quietly enough. A single employee from Alaska Geographic, a non-proﬁt organization that sells Alaska-related materials, walks down our driveway to set up shop in the dog yard.
I woke up this morning to discover that my roommate and fellow SCA intern had somehow broken her toe – unfortunately she was in charge of picking up some important visitors to the park, so my crew and I had to step in and leave behind our normal daily duties of implementing vegetation plots to drive down about 20 miles on the beach to the Fire Island lighthouse to pick up the guests.
(Above) This is an example poster I designed when proposing the TerraCycle project to my supervisors.
Outside of working hours, I’ve been keeping busy to take advantage of all that Florida has to offer. I have already enjoyed several theme parks and aquariums, the beach (have to remind myself it’s saltwater and not freshwater like the Great Lakes!), and exploring downtown Tampa and St.
(Photo above) Conservation intern Maria Gross, re-stringing a ﬁshing pole
My last blog post I gave you a little introduction to the park I work in and my SCA placement. I also (hopefully) gave you some insight into me as a person and conservationist. I hold a ﬁrm belief that in order to achieve environmental greatness, one must begin at the source.
(Photo above) The crew on top of Mt. Adams (Mt. Washington in the background)
I’ve been very excited to head into the backcountry of New Hampshire during conservation season. It was a big part of my decision to apply for this program and there are numerous ways in which I hope to apply what I’m learning here.
Blood poured down my nose onto my shirt and to the soil below. I thought for a second that maybe the nutrients in the redness that I saw would be appreciated by the life around. Maybe even the plant that I was putting into the ground could swallow it up with its roots once I covered them with soil and patted it down.
One thing that Jonah Keane’s speech at All Corps last week made me think about is, “the bubble.” The bubble is a term that I have heard a lot since joining SCA NH Corps and I have often wondered why. It’s the kind of thing that you can only realize with a bit of reﬂection, which is something that I get to do a lot here and with this blog.
What do you think of when you hear the term conservation? Admittedly the ﬁrst things that jumps to my mind are trail work and invasive species removal because that’s all I’ve known for so many years.
(Photo above) The park at sunset: Walter H. Laufer, park patron
I am sure most of you are reading this blog because like me, you also have a love of wild things and wild places. You may even have had an SCA experience of your own and are looking to hear of others on their journeys. The photo you see above is one that has history.
Data in, data out. This past week I have thumbed through pages and pages of elevation spreadsheets- processing and organizing points for future conclusions. Data entry is important, and building that breadth of information is so necessary in conservation.
As the widely known Disney song conveys to us, the “circle of life moves us all”, but sometimes it can be hard to remember this on a day to day basis as life takes on a quotidian pace. This is why I consider myself lucky to be an SCA at Fire Island National Seashore as a plant biology intern.
(Photo above) A pair of American Oystercatchers
There’s something about New England that keeps drawing me back every summer. It started with a visit to rustic and folksy Vermont with a little of bustling Boston back in 2010.
One of the biggest perks of working at a national Wildlife Refuge as an SCA intern is the amount of opportunities available outside of the job description. Everyone at the Refuge, my supervisor in particular, have been incredibly supportive and active in making sure that I have a real taste of what’s available to me in the Service.
I’ve been trudging and mucking around in the Great Dismal Swamp National Wildlife Refuge for almost two months (!) now.
Indian Creek Rec. Area near Markleeville, CA
Number 11: Appreciate and choose, when possible, meaningful work rather than just making a living.
-from Arne Naess’ “Lifestyle Trends Within the Deep Ecology Movement”
Five days ago, all of this around me – the land, the people, the ﬂora and fauna – was foreign.