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The Ramble Jan 4, 2012

What is happening to our Ramble?

A little metal plaque dedicated to Charles Kennedy is fitted on the top slat of a wooden bench painted green and placed along a narrow asphalt path which leads to cozy little nooks and pools of water deeper into the Ramble. I would like to say the bench is in the middle of the Ramble but this beautiful piece of land possesses a great many places which can be called the middle.

The Ramble is precious to many of us since it hardly ever fails to make you forget the unkind spirit which is so prevalent on the streets of the rest of the city and even in many parts of the park itself.

Loose yourself with the antics of a pair of squirrels playing in a little flowerbed or follow a yellow bellied sapsucker up a sweet gum tree and do not despair that it’s getting dark because the subway or bus is never more than a few blocks away.

There is something about this parcel of woods which I try, even for moments at a time, to believe that the sun will never set and the day will carry on forever.

Sometimes I wish I could stumble upon some magical little doorway somewhere around those winding fences or even within a tree that I can slip into and escape the harsh and often pointless life I drag on in no particular direction.

If that magical doorway opened up one day I hope I’ll still hear the breeze through the trees and I hope I’ll still hear the scuttling of squirrels and the sounds of the birds especially.

But in recent times it has become increasingly difficult to even relish the fanciful worlds I like to imagine when I’m in the Ramble. For several months now the activity of heavy machinery maintains an uninspiring mood in that once enchanting place. But worse than the noise of the machines the beautiful trees are being taken away from the Ramble as if to remove any chance of escape or dreaming of escape and daily there are fewer places to delight the wandering mind.

... more from Tuesday.

This is what all that destruction was for.

It is becoming progressively worse, the Central Park Conservancy along with the City of NY Parks & Recreation is destroying the natural environment in Central Park. Their goal appears to be wanting to turn the park into a sterile tourist-friendly, lawsuit-resistant environment and the few wild animals, children and people who appreciate nature are all loosing out daily.


A letter to the Avian Wildlife Center. The facility which banded the Washington Square red tailed hawk. The hawk's leg condition was ignored by authorities since the problem was first observed in October 2010. When it was finally addressed it was too late and the hawk is now dead.
This is not just 'one' hawk as the authorities would like to trivialize the situation. It represents thousands more like her that are needlessly banded. Her suffering must bring about some healthy changes in the way the Bird Banding Lab and other agencies do things, or else all her years of torture would have been in vain.