A Childs Play

We have all been to this irresistible place where our childhood memories first started. This is a place full of wonder and joy from all around. The little children learn how to swing back and forth, simply by swaying their legs in and out, repeating it constantly in their head to keep with the rhythmic grove it plays. The children pretend they're a captain on a pirate ship looking beyond the sea with the magical telescope that scoops the vast area. The young girl whisks through the vines of the monkey bars, gently and calmly reaching the ends of the vines, landing on her two feet feeling accomplished and satisfied. This is where the inexplicable happens and where imagination comes into play. What will a world be like without playgrounds and the imagination it lures people from all ages into?  Its like telling a child that Santa Clause doesn't exist, and watching their imagination slowly fade away. This is were a child first played, all the way from kindergarten through the years of elementary. With its crest of believers in all ages where they learned to swing as high as the tallest tree, glide down a bumpy slide and climb up it with the wood chips on the soles of their shoes. A world without a playground, wouldn't be a world at all.

Taken By Ivette Tovar Reyes
October 26, 2104

     Along with this joyous play of life, their is also danger that sweeps along with it. The cry of an infant, all scrapped up, leading to permanent tissue scaring, and the wailing of their pain swizz through their face as it lights up like a lit up sunset. A mother striving their way, to cradle them in her soft, warm hug that makes them forget the danger they were put into. It reminded me of a newly mothered grizzly bear as she retreats out of her den, and into the unknown and dangerous environment lurking out in the meadows. Her two young cubs, circling and sniffing to the new world that have captured their hearts with life and adventure. This whole vast area is their playground, as they gallop through the rose bushes, pined trees, and huckleberry bush that makes them humbly stop to intake its lushes sweetness. Grizzly bears are no different from us humans and have a will to be on this earth just as much as we do. They're not a threat to humanity unless provoked to do so. Many think of this creature as viscous and territorial. They are only trying to make a living out of the resources that surround them just like we are as humans. Making a living on what we can earn and doing it that doesn't take way our will to end up owing debts and being broke in the process. Bears are no different from us and we shouldn't threat them poorly and lower than us. We shouldn't  mess with their environment and hunt them down, killing off their species. These beloved creature are an important role in the forests ecosystem were they fertilize the seed for berries to grow and  increase the amount of variable nitrogen through the soil disturbance and salmon carcass dispersal. It heartbreaking to see these animals be endangered in what was once their homes in the 19th and 20th centuries in North America. In all my years of being here in Nevada , I once saw a grizzly with its cubs  and it was the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. It was brown with massive broad shoulders as it lifted it long claws off the ground to view the abstract noise. Then they roamed back into the depth of wildlife as I wiped the tear off my face as she looked back at me with those imbedded brownish eyes of trust and acceptance. 

Natural History of Southern California
Taken By Lynn Rogers

 

 And to show you a glimpse of how these grizzlies care and their life's to protect their child. This video shows a mother grizzly near a river with her cubs , I'm guessing to drink water or fishing for salmon. And out of nowhere this male bear cones out of the corner and heads towards her cubs. She doesn't let him get close and she lunges into the water, putting her life at risk to keep him away from mangling her new born cubs. Which shows her quick response to take matters into her own hands when it involves the safety of her children. Just like the mother at the park, coming to her child's safety and taking actions as quick as she can.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pc-vWeZhLaU  

Works Citied

Western Wildlife. "Grizzly Biology and Behavior." Western Wildlife Outreach. N.p. N.d. Web. 26. Oct. 2014           

The Scavage Through the Night

I have been to the creek far to many times, during the day or the afternoon so I decided to start observing it at night. If I were allowed to stay out all night I would, not to be with friends and goof around but to stare at the shining lights that shimmer like when you change an old light bulb with a new one. And right when the sun perks its last colors of red, and orange like a flower blossoming but then decays away as winter comes. When  the sun reaches its last petal, it hides way behind the mountain and  that's when the Mystic Creek comes alive and things emerge from the high top of my house ( or my dream house) where I get to see from a good point  of view. I would , at exactly 9 o'clock p.m, come out with a mug full of of hot chocolate, wrapped in a blanket that reminds me of a new born baby wrapped in a burrito when its about to have a last glimpse of the world and closes its eyes. I stare off into the night, as the wind gushes into my face and the chills run from my forearm all the way to my feet, and works its way back up. I have a full view of the Wondrous tree ( that's what I call it), and the wind slashing away the leaves that hang on to dear live as the wind sways harder, and stronger each time. Watch the rattlers slither around, trying to capture and slaughter its next innocent victim. The hoppers chomping down the grass, down to its root and scurry away as it plays with one another. The coyote skewering the neighbors trash can , scavenging and tearing away the last shred of the chicken they had last night. These houses are by far the most gorgeous houses I ever set my eyes on, and its such a shame that eveytime I walk by them no ones seen in sight. If I lived in one of those houses I would be outside, with my hand over the railing watching, waiting for more things to linger out of darkness so I can enjoy the beauty it beholds.

Taken by Ivette Tovar- Reyes
October 13, 2014

Many people miss the extraordinary life of animals, and it was so amazing cause I had an encounter with one of theses amazing animals ( or so called mammals). When I was walking I heard a screeching sound that didn't sound like a bird I have ever heard. And it was pitch black so I didn't have a clue to what it was. It was a bat, I have seen one before but not this close. Many are scared and run like oh my god its a bat, its going to suck my blood. That's not entirely true,some bats aren't blood-thirty animals, some eat fruits and insects. But what I found amazing is this bat was gorgeous. Its black wings extending into the dark air, the pitched black eyes and its fangs sticking out of its mouth. This bat was close to me, it flied right pass me and I ( dumbly) didn't hear its warning call and it crashed into me( and of course I screamed). It was scary but then the bat kept on its way. But where was this lonely bat going? Are there anymore near or was he the only one?

National Geographic: Phenomena

Bats are nocturnal animals which they spend most of their time sleeping during the day but at night are highly active predators. Their are over eighty species of bats around the world and I met one of them that night. And hopefully I get to met more along the way ( not the blood sucking ones though). This video is about recordings of bats and there is a lot of videos about them at night. There the most beautiful at night as they scoop and nibble at the insects they catch. I have never thought of bats as precious animals but know I learned to love them and learn new fascinating things of there daily life as the night ventures my way.http://www.bbc.co.uk/nature/life/Bat

           

The Life of a Grasshopper

I spend most of my life enjoying what the world has to offer me. From the delicious grass that is  glister, draped in splashes of water during the summer to the flowers that blossom and have such a variety to choose from. Playing hide- n- seek during the day with my pal the bird. I become real rowdy at night when I am lost or just finding my perfect mate. Some people see me as ugly and worthless just because of my color and what I do to the environment. I can not help the way I look from my long stretched antennas, my hind legs that help me escape from death or amusingly playing around, my googly eyes that are en-depth into your eyes as it reflects off my eyes just like a mirror. I was brought into this world like this, and had no say in how or what I will look like as the years go by. I might have been born into this world with one leg or no legs at all. I would have lived for at least two days, if I am lucky more. And if my life ended, it is better to have stepped onto this earth and died with knowing that I took a chance with no regrets to hold back on, even if it was two days, one or even 10 minutes. Life is precious and everyone bares  an expiration date. 

Taken by Ivette Tovar Reyes
10/03/14

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     I never knew much about the life of a grasshopper and how its life span it short lived. These magnificent herbivores are some fascinating creature. I see these all the time around my house, even in my moms car ( which I have no idea how it got there). But I never asked what is a grasshopper? And what is so interesting about them? I did some research cause I had no flipping clue and I found out so much information that I did not know. Like they give their predators the impression that their distasteful from their color and that they digest toxic plants to poison theirs eaters. When I found this grasshopper ( that scared me) I observed it, from the length to if it was a male or female. And I concluded that this was a female by the size and also the color. Males are more colorful with yellow or red while the females are a slant color. Theirs a place not near the creek but in a bush if you keep walking along the path where at night is full of music that seems as if your at a orchestra concert in your backyard . And I just sit their at the corner and listen to the music that soothes me and makes me not want to head back home just from the way it makes me drowsy ( that makes me fall asleep). Grasshoppers sound are like drugs to me they have some affect that cause me to drift into my own world and make me go crazy if I don't get  to hear it. At night when I feel stressed or just thinking about problems that acquire in my daily life, I open my blinds that let in a glimpse of the outside life as it echos in through the small crack and eventually surround my whole room as I solemnly venture into a dark sleep. The sound not only an addiction but relieves me from my ruptured heart full of sorrow and open tears, but when they continuously make music my heart is stitched up and I am reborn. My mind has long forgotten the things that had caused me pain, with a fresh new start and a great awakening to the day ahead when I awake from my deepened sleep. The morning. 
 

From Animals by Demand Media:
The Sex Determination of a Male and Female Grasshopper
A Male Grasshopper

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iUThMazrbHE