We’re flesh and blood, resigned to our three score and ten, but rivers are the lifeblood of the earth, created long before us, to remain long after we’re gone. If there’s only one thing I could share with the 30 million people who depend upon the Colorado River, it’s this: If we have the power to wrest a river from the Delta, we also have the responsibility to restore it.
As for what I got out of the 1,450 mile trip, I have let go of my mother. But losing our river is a death I cannot abide.
By Molly Loomis From National Geographic News Editor David Braun’s Eye on the World Long regarded as a haven for migratory birds from around the world, the Arctic is increasingly playing host to a growing list of southern species never before seen in the North’s colder climes. On a recent expedition to the National Petroleum [...]
Valerie C. Clark, aka the Frog Caller, grew up roaming the State Parks that surrounded her home in the suburbs of Maryland, USA. It was here where she first plunged her hand into ponds capturing her tadpoles. And when one of these tadpoles grew up, back in the 1990’s, Valerie entered her little contender in [...]
