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Journal: Feather River Conservancy

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don't have words for this.   maybe tomorrow,  maybe not.    maybe i will just need to be silent.

Walked down to take the trash dumpster to the roadside for emptying tomorrow morning…usually do that when i drive down on the way to town.   but off rhythm as with many things.    good practice for Minnow on leash.    and i was curious what all the noise had been in those last Rain days.    Thinking the guy in the Green house across Old Olive Highway  doing one of the many loud things he does……not.     and as i said….don't have words.    They had come.   and cleared the area of their  right of way all along the little road that follows next to the creek,  a run off creek of  overflow from  the Fish Hatchery.   Things are 

gone

all the  grove  of   Scotch Broom,  considered an invasive.   All the so loved Button Bush around those 2 corrugated metal  culverts you can see in the foreground  and so much.   so much.   so much more.  Where the deer and the coyotes pass through,  that fox.   where the Quail live.  lived.

Us on the right.   the one lane dirt canal road on the left.    

 

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18 responses to “Journal: Feather River Conservancy”

  1. Saskia van Herwaarden Avatar
    Saskia van Herwaarden

    this is such a lovely image, my first thought was: she’s moved to Scotland!
    and then I read your words….well I guess it’s all a question of perspective
    maybe there is some comfort in that?

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  2. Beth from Still Life Pond Avatar
    Beth from Still Life Pond

    This love of place that you have no control over is so hard. There is a huge solar “farm” going in just to our north and west. It will cover hundreds of acres. It has been open farm fields, mono-crops, usually corn or soybeans, grown with chemicals. There used to be hedge rows, all removed a number of years ago to use every foot of land. Now the few remaining trees there have been bulldozed, huge piles burned. Dirt pushed around, tons and tons of gravel brought in. Constant trucks and noise. I do support alternative energy and it is probably unfair to cry not in my backyard. We will likely not benefit from any of the power generated. I see such incredible diversity of life here in our woods and pond. It will make our place all that more important as sanctuary.

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  3. Nancy Avatar
    Nancy

    Beth~ Your use of Sanctuary made me think of this video I had sent Grace (especially, look at 3:40 timestamp on).
    The constant balance, wherever we are.
    xo
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xy61z0Ghqdc

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  4. Nancy Avatar
    Nancy

    Grace~ Oh, I know that heartbreaking feeling, especially from the Duplex – where SO many old trees were removed.
    I do wonder, what their purpose for doing this was? What their upcoming plan is?
    Oh sigh.

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  5. CatherinE Avatar
    CatherinE

    what causes humans to be so destructive? It’s beyond my understanding.

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  6. Beth Avatar
    Beth

    Loved that Nancy. Thank you. That arial shot of his place, a small oasis, heart wrenching.

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  7. Liz A Avatar
    Liz A

    at least they left the little trees, but it makes no sense to leave soil so exposed … I shudder to think what might come next

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  8. Tina Avatar
    Tina

    This does leave lots of questions … why and what’s next come to mind.

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  9. Marti Avatar
    Marti

    The big question is WHY Any chance to contact the Feather River Land Trust (what came up on Google when I typed in Feather River Conservancy) and ask?
    Falling in love with a place and all that lives on the land is instinctive and although living in TN was a challenge, where we lived was wondrous to us. The rental home that we lived in for 5 yrs in TN, was in an unincorporated area: the area had been a horse farm so there was around bale of hay when we moved in but all of the fences had been taken down. The area was somewhat wild and free with a huge wildflower meadow, a little creek with rambling blackberries and many tiny pine tree saplings, so many that the little trees were crowded. Our landlord had given us permission to plant a garden so we asked him about transplanting some of those saplings around our house, to make a sort of little grove, he agreed. In the time that we lived there, the saplings grew to between 5 to 6 ft and really provided a lovely visual point to the landscape. Many of the neighbors came by and said how much they enjoyed seeing our little grove of trees. I felt happy that we had made a contribution to the land by transplanting the saplings that would have been deformed by the crowding of so many.
    Imagine my dismay when the week before we moved, our landlord came over with tractor and bulldozer and tore out everyone of the 6 trees that we had planted. I was beside myself with anger and ran out and confronted him. H He said that since we were moving, he saw no reason to keep the trees and that they were too much work. I told him that he was wrong, that we only did a little watering now and then and that the beauty that they brought to his rental home was such a gift but he would not budge…never have I been so glad to leave a place and although it has been 11 years since that time, my spirit still grieves for those trees.

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  10. maria Avatar
    maria

    zo woonde ik als oudste kind van 10 op een grote boerderij , een veldstraatje aan het einde van het dorp , dus midden in het veld .Rond mijn 15 j. vader had een zwaar ongeluk gehad en toen besloten ze om alles te verkopen, dat deed pijn , het ronddolen tussen de velden kon niet meer ,
    we verhuisden naar een tuinders bedrijf met serres , tomaten en sla voor de verkoop , lichter werk voor vader, later breiden ze uit …EN … toen werd de oude /grote walnotenboom , waar ook de schommel aan hing ,omgezaagd ; ik kwam thuis van m’n werk en zag wat er gebeurd was , onbegrip … hoe kon je , huilend ben ik ‘s avonds in slaap gevallen …. ben lang boos geweest , respect was ver te zoeken , pijn bleef lang aanwezig .

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  11. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    it WAS a beautiful image, a Beauty Full small road….
    the tracks of the bull dozer…..

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  12. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    thank you for telling this. to some degree it was
    necessary…the creek gets inundated but not with such a
    heavy hand…or…i don’t know….the Scotch broom are
    considered invasive, the grove HAD been growing over the
    time i’ve been here….but i wish they’d cared what they
    left behind

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  13. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    there’s no plan. it’s just maintenance of a very small
    road that runs just up the hill aways from Old Olive. in
    that way, it’s ok

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  14. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    am surprised that this is the conservancy. Still thinking
    about calling. just to express concern.

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  15. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    there’s no next…no worry about that.

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  16. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    again….no next. it’s how it’s going to be for a few
    years

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  17. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    yes…i remember, Marti.

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  18. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    i need to learn how to translate

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