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I am a mother, a teacher, and a nature lover. I grew up on a mountain we called Owls' Knob in the Ozarks of Arkansas. The first seven years of my life were spent living in a log cabin, far from a store or streetlight, without electricity or running water and after twenty years of travel, I returned to the abondoned homestead. Now I live on a hill by a small lake and work at a public garden. These are stories about nature written from a women deeply influenced by place.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Lessons from "The Lady Who Swallowed The Fly"

                Today, while hunting flies, with my swatter drawn like a sword, I pondered how the fly population exploded. Though the compost pile is a contributing factor, providing food and a place for egg laying, it doesn't explain why this year is worst than the last. The major difference between this year and previous ones is that we have cats now. We got the cats to catch the mice. (Mice that thrived in our abandoned house.) However, cats also caught frogs. By killing the flies major predators, the frogs, we created another imbalance. It ripples onward... from mice, to cats, to frogs, to flies... perhaps we'll die.

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