Sea Turtle Season!

 

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For a number of years, I was a volunteer sea turtle volunteer. I traipsed the beach, here in Florida, every Wednesday morning, looking for sea turtle tracks. I loved it. To see the sunrise, smell the ocean air, beach comb at a rather quick pace and look for tracks. Since 80% of Loggerhead sea turtles nest on Florida beaches, that’s what we usually found. Sea turtle season begins in May and ends sometime in October..whenever the last nest emerges, or hatches.

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Sea turtles are amazing creatures and even though I’m not a volunteer any longer. I still love them and their stories. They are amazing reptiles and have existed for over one hundred million years! They live their entire lives in the ocean and only the female comes ashore to lay her eggs. It can take approximately 20 years before a female is old enough to reproduce and will usually come back to her birthplace to lay her nest after migrating thousands of miles. Once she lays her nest, she crawls back out to sea, leaving her it on its own. That nest will “cook” for about 63 days, before the little ones begin stirring. When she drops her eggs into her egg chamber she dug, they are not sexed. All that stuff depends on the temperature of the sand. Warm sand makes girls and cool sand makes boys and only 1 in a 1,000 hatchlings will survive to adulthood.

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Because of those odds, Loggerhead turtles are considered to be “protected”, which is where the sea turtle patrols come in. Some protective measures are in place to help those babies survive. If you live on the beach, you must have specialized lighting outdoors because if you don’t, bright lights can frighten off the Mamas who want to lay eggs and can confuse the emerging hatchlings and keep them from going to the ocean. Sea turtles cannot crawl backwards, so if you leave something on the beach, such as a chair and they crawl into it, they cannot escape. They will turn and go back out to sea, drowning in that chair, because they breathe air and can hold their breath for a long time, but not long enough if choked by a chair. Helium air balloons? Deadly. Please don’t release them to celebrate anything, because when they deflate, some can fall into the ocean, resembling jellyfish to a turtle which is a yummy delicacy and will choke them to death.

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If you’re walking on the beach at night, which is usually when all the nesting and emerging action takes place..please don’t use a flashlight, for the same reason specialized porch lights are required. If you see a Mama nesting, leave her alone. If you see hatchlings moving to the sea..watch, but don’t interfere. No flashes on your camera or phone. None. Lights can be deadly.

I could go on and on about these mystical, magical creatures I’m so in love with, but I think you have most of the information you need to help protect these magnificent beings.

 

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Next week, I’ll share with you more information about this passion. Oh..and the reason I don’t patrol any longer, is that I have a trashed knee and cannot climb dunes or walk 4 miles in sand any longer. However, I can educate.

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Happy Earth Day!

The Gardens of Weeden

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Me & Him on the porch with coffee. Dan and I were chatting in the car on the way to his gig last night about family memories. One in particular stood out in my mind and after talking about it, thought I’d share.

I love gardening. Just love it. I love the smell of the soil, the plants, the fresh air and the birds singing. I love when my hands get dirty along with my feet, even though I try gloves and shoes, it’s just not the same as bare hands and flip flops. I passed on a tradition from my Mom to our kids. She was very fond of gardening in the rain. Unfortunately, she knew she had a landscaping “crew’ which was made up of her four children. When she had bushes or plants to install, she’d gather us all and out we traipsed. In the rain. Whining, rolling eyes, complaining, hauling soil, rain streaming down our faces, in our eyes, hair soaked along with our clothing. It didn’t matter how hard it rained, that was our gardening day. As we vocalized our displeasure, she’d cheerfully tell us that rain was the best weather to plant in.

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“You don’t have to water anything, because the water’s available! Our plants LOVE being planted in the rain! It feels clean and refreshing! Now stop complaining and get to it! The more you slack, the longer this will take and you just may as well enjoy yourself, because no one and I mean NO ONE’s getting away!”

Fast forward to our kids’ younger years. It’s raining out and I have plants to install. I’d gather up Larry & Megan and in spite of their almost to the letter whining..out we went. In the rain. To plant. I swear I was channeling Mom, because out of my mouth came the same exact..to the letter admonishments.
“You don’t have to water anything, because the water’s available. Our plants LOVE being planted in the rain! It feels clean and refreshing! Now stop complaining and get to it! The more you slack, the longer this will take and you just may as well enjoy yourself, because no one and I mean NO ONE’s getting away!”

Mom and I must have done something right as my syblings,  Carol, Louie and Dennis loved gardening. Megan always, when her sprouts start sprouting early in the Spring, sends me pictures of what she’s discovered in her yard or calls me to tell me what she’s seeing as she walks around her beds. Larry found us this great little apartment, complete with my little slice of heaven, knowing full well that I’d miss planting.

So now, I’ve made two discoveries about myself. My love of rain and gardening..straight from Mom. Today is a planting day even thought it’s not raining, I’ll plant and remember when I love it so.
Happy Sunday!