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Dorothee
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| 02:25 PM Sep 05 2015

Dorothee

Germany

In the August-sample of the magazine “kontinente” I read about some special earth-like substance that is made off the fiber of coconuts. Someday the maker of this thing just learned that ordinary planting soil is just turf and that to win said turf the swamps get destroyed.Thus he experimented until he got some replacement for soil. My grandpa is a hobby-gardener, so this article inspired me to go to a shop and get him this soil for his flower-bed last weekend. Even though he didn’t seem to be too thrilled, he accepted this present anyway.
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>Re-upload 1: “http://www.evergladesearthfirst.org/campaigns.htm” also belongs to an organisation that helps nature and gives you the chance of getting involved.
>Re-upload 2: On “http://www.nature.org/wherewework/northamerica/states/westvirginia/preserves/art1202.html” you can learn about an organisation that helps to preserve (not only) this swamp, but also other natural very important habitats and they too give you the chance of getting involved.
>Re-upload 3: On “http://thebodyshopfoundation.org/2009/07/30/lake-erie-islands-of-the-black-swamp-conservancy-ohio/” you’ll learn about an organisation that works for social and environmental change. They too give you the chance of getting involved.
>Re-upload 4: You’ll learn about other organisations that also help wetlands on “http://our.tentativetimes.net/porter/donorswp.html” and “http://www.columbusaudubon.org/production/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=31&Itemid=29”. There you’ll get the chance of getting involved aswell.

| 09:02 PM Aug 21 2014

Dorothee

Germany

Today on the “International Day of the Fish” I am goig to post not only news that are about fish, but also news that deal with animals that depend on fish: Oh my! It’s been a while since I posted my last comment here, hasn’t it? The nature-preservation organization “NABU” reported now that on June 19th several European swamp-turtles got introduced into the wild in Meerbruchswiesen /Lower Saxony. These reptiles that as the name implies like swamp-like areas went extinct in Germany in the late 50’s /early 60’s of the last century due to extensive fishing – they feed on fish – pollution of their habitat, disturbance by irresponsible tourists, but also illegal capturing of them in order to keep them as pets. Meanwhile however the pollution of waters in Germany has become a less serious issue and the area where these individuals now got released – not that there are any fences that could stop them from leaving this place – is forbidden for tourists to enter. Thus chances are high that a new population of turtles will be able to settle down in Germany. Anyway experts now say that so far these creatures have adapted to their new home just beautifully.

| 01:30 PM Jun 26 2010

Dorothee

Germany

The following is a poem about how creepy a swamp really can be at night:
The Little Lad in the Fen
(by Annette von Droste-Hülshoff)
How creepy it is to cross through the fen
When it’s billowing with haze,
Mists writhing like phantoms,
Bine weaving through bushes;
Up squirts a springlet beneath every step
When hissing and singing come from the gap.
How eerie it is to cross through the fen
When the reed bank rustles in the breeze.
The shivering child holds on to his school book
And runs as if being hunted.
The wind blusters hollow across the flat land.
What’s rattling over there in the hedge?
That is the ghostly peat cutter
Who drinks away his master’s best peat blocks
Whoo, whoo sounds forth, like an insane cow!
The little boy ducks down fearfully.
Gnarled tree stumps stare out from the bank,
The pine tree’s nodding uncannily,
The lad runs on, straining his ears,
On among giant stalks like spears;
And how it trickles and whishes therein!
That is the Sunday spinstress,
It is Spinning Leonore, bound by a curse,
Winding her reel among the reeds!
Onward, onward, ever at the run;
Onward, as though devils were after him.
It’s bubbling up in front of his feet,
It’s squeaking under his soles
Like a ghostly melody.
That is the headless, untrustworthy violin man,
It is Knauf that thieving fiddler
Who stole the farthing at the wedding.
Then the fen burst open, a sigh comes forth
Out of the gaping hollow.
Woe, woe. Margreth, the lost soul, calls out
“Oh, oh – my poor soul!”
The boy jumps like a wounded deer.
Were his guardian angel not close by,
In the smouldering fen a digger would later find
His little bones bleaching there.
Gradually now, the ground becomes firm
And over there, next to the willow,
So homely twinkles the lamp.
The boy stands at the edge;
He draws a deep breath and takes one
more nervous look at the fen.
Indeed, in the reeds it was dreadful;
How creepy it was in the fen!

| 01:24 PM Jun 26 2010

Dorothee

Germany

I’ve never been to a swamp, but someone once told me that they are very beautiful when the sun shines, but kind of creepy when it’s dark.

| 06:44 AM Jun 12 2010

Dorothee

Germany

Why do some of my photos get so many views in so little time? :D

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