Saturday, March 20, 2010

a little piece of history

We spend a lot of class time at the Lubbock Lake Landmark.  The truth is - I didn't even know that it existed until the class began.  An even sadder truth would be that I didn't realize how important the piece of land was until last week in class.  Turns out that our classroom is a little piece of history. Did I say little? I meant huge:

In terms of history in America, there are 5 known time periods, beginning with the Clovis civilization.  What makes the LLL a big deal is that it was inhabited by humans during all 5... the only known place in America who can use that little tidbit as their claim to fame.  But, I guess what I find even more enjoyable about the place is its present day story--an irregular fairy-tale in the making.

You see, the LLL has fallen victim to all kinds of hate.  It's been pumped, depleted, driven on, dog-walked, and pretty much anything else that's bad for nature business you can think of.  Let's just say that the people who done it wrong, knew not what they were doing.  Until preservation of the LLL began around 10 years ago, it was chock full of Mesquite* and Salt Cedar.  Any and all water was sucked dry, and native plants were nowhere to be found. The LLL was a dry forest where prairie should've been.

The present is what makes up the fairy-tale part.  Now that people have discovered that the LLL is kind of a big deal, funding has been pumping into the property little by little, and restoration has begun.  The LLL crew practices prescriptive burning.  Mesquites have been plucked out by the fire, native seeds underground have been germinating, water is returning, and the prairie is finding her way back home to the LLL slowly but surely. Switch grasses, western wheat grasses, Hackberries, and black willows are all finding a new breath of life with each non-native ash juniper, Siberian elm, kochia, Russian thistle or salt cedar that disappears through the restorative processes.  It's not that she's completely unpacked her bags, but the prairie is indeed on the path towards happily ever after. Next week, our class is partaking in a service project to help the LLL crew help the prairie continue to find her happy ending.

prescribed burning at the LLL (photo taken by and borrowed with permission from Matthew McEwen)


One of my favorite parts about our university's honors program is that we sit outside to learn.  Or, if our lesson is taught in a classroom, we later go out into the world to meet what we've learned in 3-dimensions.  Or, we simply learn about the outdoors, outdoors. Having a classroom in the LLL encompasses all three into one.  We walk around the LLL's paths while learning about prairie dog calls.  We learn the importance of the prairie and its conservation/preservation in a LLL classroom, and then we're dismissed to walk out of the doors and meet our lesson for the day face-to-face.  We learn about history, on a piece of history.  In our courses, our education is not simply a fairy-tale we learn about in text-books -- we open the doors to the world, the fairy-tale becomes reality, and we get our feet dirty in it.

*Mesquite: native to the prairie, but forests of it are not.

3 comments:

  1. yes, I see those Girl Scout days grooved your brain, and also the years we spent traveling all over the US in the RV. The outdoors is where it's at. God's creation. Momma

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  2. That was some fancy literary style in your rendition of the LLL dilemma. Now I want to go out and see that part of Lubbock next time I visit. Your Girl Scout leader is sending you an LLL patch. I could swipe a couple of prairie chickens from the Eagle Lake p.c.preserve and import them to the LLL. Kind of reminds me when we liberated the Easter bunnies and now the neighborhood has some very pretty cocoa bunnies around Wharton. Lots of them. Momma

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  3. I'm in tears from laughing.. really. Glad you're KIDDING about prairie chickens Mom.
    And yes, there are some pretty bunnies in the 'hood thanks to the dee kids and our self made, non-efficient fences... but they were already native to the area since we bought them at the CO-OP so I don't think we screwed any systems. One thing you don't see despite us having owned them would be Daffys' and colorful chickens' grandchildren running around, but it pains me too much to mention why.
    Thanks for the compliment, but I don't really wear girl scout vests anymore... sorry to disappoint

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