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About this site
From then to now...
Metaphorically
speaking, I was the Preying Mantis in a field of butterflies. My newly
built house stood proud and tall, plop in the middle of what months
before was home to foxes, quail, deer, Meadowlarks, lizards and a host
of other animals, including, yes, butterflies. Now they were gone from "my" land, having fled every which way as bulldozers thundered toward them. A
landscape that had once been green was turned brown. Brown everywhere: from the
scraped-clean surface of the ground my brand new house sat on, to the
top of my "Newport Brown"-painted siding, and rising from there to the tip of
the brown roof. Before I bulldozed, scraped, dredged and smashed
to smithereens every living thing that didn't or couldn't run fast enough on my little
plot of land, it had been in a relatively natural state. When I first saw it, tall grasses
had waved at me in the breeze and a nearby pond, tucked in on the far
side of a woodland, was bustling with the comings and goings and sounds
of geese and ducks. Wrapped in the safety of water-loving trees and a
tangle of undergrowth, the pond played host to numerous species of
animals. A narrow creek running from it was home to muskrats, frogs and
crayfish. I was completely oblivious to the concept of habitat
destruction right in my own backyard. Natural habitat was something a
city, county, state, corporation or the federal government destroyed.
Wasn't it? Certainly not me, an insignificant new homeowner
fulfilling my version of the American Dream. My house covered
only 1,900 square feet of land area, plus a garage,
driveway and sidewalk. My entire lot measured about 11,000 square feet, less
than a quarter-acre, only 1/5th the square footage of the White House,
1/4 the size of my local supermarket, and it would fit
within just the grocery section of a nearby Walmart Superstore. My environmental "footprint" seemed
so insignificant by comparison.
As these things usually go, my little dot of
cleared land didn't forever stand as a relatively harmless island
in a broad sea of tall grasses. My house eventually became one of dozens of others
soldiering side-by-side, locked in a grid of concrete and asphalt. This is my neighborhood. That lovely, vital
pond got "tamed" by developers and is now ringed by dainty houses sitting
neat and tidy on a flat plain of well-groomed, perfectly green turf
grass. The woodland has been so thinned, sheared and cleared it now looks something like a sad collection of old, wood telephone poles topped by a little fluff of
greenery. Am I casting blame at all my neighbors? How can I? They merely came after
me, doing the same things and for the same reasons. All as ignorant as I about the harm that was done. Since then, many of us have learned we can create a win/win situation: We
humans can have our "dream home" -- whether it's a house and yard, a
loft with a rooftop for gardening, or an apartment with a patio for
potted plants -- and share it with wildlife. A backyard
wildlife habitat can be as elaborate or as simple as you wish. The
reward is in knowing you've played your part to establish a safe area
for wildlife and in observing it being used by them. If you're only
exploring the idea of creating a habitat, ask yourself when was the
last time you saw a dozen or more butterflies in one place at one time
in your yard, or held a ladybug in your hand or watched Cottontail bunnies jumping and spinning and playing on your lawn?
Whether you want to convert only a small section or the whole yard as a
safe habitat for wildlife, you'll find the information you need on this site. I've maintained a backyard wildlife habitat for 25 years.
If you're like me (and most people who come to this site are, or want to be) you'll be
amazed at how much satisfaction you'll feel from knowing you're taking
action to help wildlife (and the environment, too). Not to mention the
pleasure of introducing yourself and your children to the animals who
will live their lives as your neighbors in the welcoming haven you re-created especially for them.
I hope you find this site useful and enjoyable.
Tara Allison
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