Category Archives: Nature

Our Woods are Flush with Thrushes

The woods in the ravine behind our place in SE Burnaby are alive with shrilling thrushes this morning. First time to hear them this year.

I stood at the door holding kitty Sora in my arms and she was thrilled when one landed on the sidewalk right in front of us, took one look at us, and exploded back into the trees.

Salmon Dreams – a walk through memory in Riley Park/ Little Mt.

Enjoyed this walk ‘n talk with the False Creek Watershed Society.

Here’s the description:

Salmon Dreams – a walk through memory in Riley Park/ Little Mountain Landscape.

Please join us for our 3rd annual ‘Connecting to Place’ gathering.

Our exploration will nurture a connection with the visible and hidden waterways in the Riley Park/Little Mountain Neighbourhood. The guides are Celia Brauer, co-founder and staff of the False Creek Watershed Society and Amy Kiara Ruth, a somatic movement educator. We will continue afterwards with a gathering filled with community connection, scrumptious snacks and hot beverages!

We acknowledge that we gather and garden on the unceded traditional territory of the Musqueam, Squamish and Tsleil-waututh First Nations.

riley little mt park tour

Urban Wildlife — We’re All Wildlife

Yumi and I attended an event the other day on urban wildlife.

I found some of the discussion disturbing. There was a notion bandied about that perhaps we should wall off our cities from wildlife, to, er, protect the wildlife.

I think the #1 issue about modern city folks and wildlife is the lack of contact, knowledge, and experience.

How do we “help” wildlife by detaching human beings even further from nature?

Yes, of course there are conflicts at the urban-suburban/wild interface. But putting up walls, be they physical or mental, is not going to make this better.

Some brave soul noted the we, humans, are just another species of mammals. Isn’t that obvious?

We humans keep taking up more and more of the land. And when the animals try to do what they’ve been doing for millennia, all of a sudden they’re pests, or they’re dangerous.

I know folks who live much closer to the so-called wild. When they see a bear in their yards, they’re careful, and they let the bear enjoy the apple tree. They don’t call officers to shoot the bear, they don’t shoot the bear themselves.

They live with the bear.