In 2023 I read about the Oklahoma Yard by Yard Community Resiliency Project in my City of Tulsa water bill. The Department of Environmental Quality visited, and I qualified to be a part of the program, using no pesticides or herbicides. I'm in the Vensel Creek Watershed which runs to the Arkansas River, which I take seriously. Now an Urban Prairie waystation / sanctuary for the good of our water, air, land, flora and fauna, I am rewilding, one year at a time. It is challenging yet rewarding to know that I can do something to be a part of the solution for tomorrow.

My earliest memories are beneath the jungle of zinnias and assorted flowers on my grandmother's farm in Nebraska, marveling at baby toads, having watched them mature out of pond then mud to hopping across the country road.
As a child in the city, I wondered how the earth could breathe beneath the asphalt and concrete? Weren't there plants and insects trying to get air, water, sun and grow? We wore dandelion crowns on the school playground and gathered sorrel seed pods to make pies in the yard.

Rachel Carson, John Muir, Ansel Adams, are some of many my many heroes. 50 years ago, I took photographs of pinecones, tree bark and rocks as a teen, and early appreciated the peace and beauty of nature. 30 years ago, there were box turtles, frogs, and children that motivated me not to use chemicals that might harm them.

Recently, when the girl from Sweden dared us, I understood completely. (I will fly no more forever.)

I wish to thank all the identifiers who have enlightened, chastised and taught me so much here on iNaturalist.
Thank you!