This would be a huge blow for the people who fought for more than seven years against the project, a transnational pipeline that would extend from Canada to the Gulf Coast. The venture was killed by President Obama in 2015 because it would contribute to climate change and deter American efforts to reach a global deal addressing this issue.
Tropical Storm Cindy downgraded to a tropical depression Thursday, but not before wreaking havoc on the Gulf Coast.
Louisiana Gov. John Bel Edwards declared a state of emergency in the state Wednesday, and New Orleans Mayor Mitch Landrieu warned residents not to attempt to drive through standing water.
USA Today reported that the Federal Emergency Management Agency planned to move 125,000 meals and 200,000 bottles of water into the state ahead of the storm. Rain is expected to continue through Friday in the region. Read more. (6/22/17, 1:29 PM)
Bon Secour National Wildlife Refuge encompasses some of Alabama’s last remaining undisturbed coastal barrier habitat. The name Bon Secour is French for “safe harbor,” very appropriate considering the sanctuary it provides for native flora and fauna. This refuge is a natural oasis of wildlands, where wildlife can exist without harm. It may be too cold to go in the water, but even in winter, a walk on the beach can be a beautiful experience. Photo by Stephanie Pluscht, U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service.
It’s officially hurricane
season along the Atlantic coast of America — but you wouldn’t
necessarily know that from looking at our government.
According to the National
Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration, 2017’s hurricane season, which
began on June 1 and ends November 30, will most likely yield a
higher-than-normal frequency of big storms along the Eastern Seaboard.
NOAA forecasters predict a 70% chance of up to 17 named storms and up to
four major hurricanes — compared to the seasonal average of 12 named
storms and three major hurricanes.
despite the warning from scientists, residents of those areas along the
East Coast most susceptible to serious damage from big storms will enter
2017’s hurricane season — the time of year during which Hurricane
Katrina devastated the Gulf Coast — without leadership of FEMA and NOAA, the government
agencies instituted to protect them from environmental disasters. Read more (6/6/17)
“Its a beautiful day” someone tells you. You look up at the blinding sky. You can feel yourself melting. Sweat pours off you both. If it stays this hot you might die. “Yes,” you echo “A beautiful day”
You’ve lived in the south for a few years now. One day without warning it possesses you. The “y’all” grabs your tongue and doesn’t let go. You are one of Them now.
You and your friends go to the beach. You take pictures for Instagram. “I love the beach” the caption reads. Your eyes are hollow. You do not love the beach. You have no feelings towards the beach.
You attend a Mardi Gras Parade. Everyone reaches their hands to the sky, trying to catch something that will complete them. A man in a hoodie comes out of nowhere and snatches something from right in front of you. You feel anger towards this man. You have no idea he was trying to protect you.
Every year like a bizarre ritual people begin cutting thick boards to fit their windows. There hasn’t been a hurricane in years. Why do they do this? No one can remember.
Your neighbor waves. You take notice that his lack of shirt signifies the plague has affected him. Every overweight man over the age of 60 catches this plague which seems to rid men of their ability to put on a shirt. You smile uncomfortably and wave back but say nothing. No one mentions the plague.
“Its not the same since the oil spill.” says your uncle. You’ve scrubbed your kitchen floor until your hands bled but he won’t let your forget that time you dropped a bottle of vegetable oil. “Never again will I let a family member put in a floor for me no matter how little they charge” you think. Your brother hollers from where he’s fixing the roof. Better bring him some more water.
You go over a bridge. “Look to see if there’s any dolphins!” the driver tells you. There are never any dolphins. You look anyway.
It is blackberry season again. You have your secret spot to find them, and your family wades through the brambles to find as many as possible. Thorns tear at your clothes and skin. You don’t feel the pain, just taste those sweet, sweet blackberries. Later you will make a pie.
Some murals from Cacaxtla, Tlaxcala. The settlement was founded by the Olmeca-Xicalanca people who may have been Maya settlers. Cacaxtla may have been involved in the abandonment of Cholula at the end of the Classic period which forced the Cholulans to retreat to a hilltop settlement to defend themselves.
Looks like a gulf coast toad [Incilius valliceps]. Also I have a confession to make, I can NEVER remember what these toads are called. Like I know WHAT they are and where they live ect but when I see them I always forget their name and have to trek through my own blog to remember it. Greatest shame….