Where, O caretakers, have the wild places gone,
the miles of green, the echo of birdsong?
Where, O stewards, are the laborers of love?
What exactly is it that we’ve done?
I cannot claim to be an outspoken activist. I am not. I have nothing to show as credentials and know but a small bit of the reality of destruction to our planet.
What I do know is, after a recent trip to Florida, I found it very hard to get completely natural shots because of litter and development. While I admit, I didn’t go into any deep forest hiking, I was at parks that were meant to be nature-filled and full of beauty. I understand the development of parks. They give the average person accessibility to nature–something I would not have had without them. What I do not understand, however, is disrespect for nature. Look at the pictures I share here. Can you spot what is wrong?
People who know more than me about issues of the environment, also warn of farm run off, diversion of natural water flow, deforestation in prime migratory paths, and ignorance of where our products come from and how they are produced, among other troubling things. I realize that I likely cannot learn about all these things, it will take different people with different passions to go after their passion. Changing the industries and mindsets bit by bit so that no one person has to know it all and challenge it all.
That doesn’t mean don’t be mindful of your impact in diverse applications, nor to ignore anything that isn’t “my passion”. You see, I had discounted many of these photos because of the trash that had snuck into the images. Some I took because of the contrast between natural and manmade.
what never connected for me, until now, is that most of the bodies of water had signs warning you not to drink the water. I had merely thought, “I wasn’t planning on it….” but now, as I go through the photos, I realize that these animals ARE drinking from it, eating from it, raising their families around it.
In fact, at one location I found a pile of bird droppings. In the droppings was a long brightly colored piece of plastic. It brought to mind that clip I saw once, of birds who had died and when you examine their stomach you find handfuls of human trash–mostly plastic.
Here are a few of those photos I mention. As best I can tell this is for water being drained off so water levels stay low enough for surrounding housing developments: