Renew the EXPIRED Land and Water Conservation Fund #SaveLWCF

I feel so stupid about this.

I’ve got to pay more careful attention to what goes on in environmental policy and legislation, so I can act on them BEFORE they get ripped up and the funding given to buying more tanks and bombs.  How many people you know will have known about this before Election Day (among those pitiful few who vote)?

Since the national Land and Water Conservation Fund expired on September 30, 2018, this is the moment-by-moment ticker of funding lost to environmental programs all over the USA (this is a static picture of it, not the real ticker):

You can see the real ticker in action on the website of the Land and Water Conservation Fund (LWCF) Coalition.  Here is what their page says:

The Land and Water Conservation Fund is [was] America’s most important program to conserve irreplaceable lands and improve outdoor recreation opportunities throughout the nation.

America’s most important conservation and recreation program, which has saved places in every state and nearly every county in the U.S., expired on September 30, 2018.

The time for action is now.

The Land and Water Conservation Fund is [was] in its 53rd year of conservation and recreation success. It is because of Teddy Roosevelt’s vision to start protecting our recreational opportunities, Dwight D. Eisenhower’s instinct for conservation action, John F. Kennedy’s commitment to the outdoors, and Lyndon B. Johnson’s creation of LWCF that we as Americans now have the most extensive network of open spaces in the world to hunt, fish, hike, swim, and play.

In order to build momentum towards finding a long-term solution for authorization and funding, the LWCF Coalition launched a year-long awareness initiative counting down to the expiration of our most important conservation and recreation program.

Over the past year leading up to expiration, each week a state or U.S. territory was highlighted showcasing LWCF success stories from the federal, state, and local level, and opportunities that are on the horizon for LWCF to improve recreational access and conservation across America, and places that could be lost forever if Congress does not act by September 30, 2018.  [The state-by-state info in on the web page.]

#SaveLWCF before the places we love are lost forever

[You know the drill.  Call your people in Congress.  Even if they are not “our” people, sometimes they will act like it, instead of acting like they are attacking the USA and everything it stands for.]

5 thoughts on “Renew the EXPIRED Land and Water Conservation Fund #SaveLWCF

  1. There is a link to three other ‘similar’ posts’ just above this comment box. One is ‘This is your brain on nature.’ Wow, I bought once – and have misplaced – This is your brain on music.’ I suspect it’s by the same author, but either way I suspect the one you reviewed is a great book. I recently listened to a Jane Goodall speech – wow, what an amazing woman, still at 80+ making an impact and speaking up for nature… I should probably write a post and nudge everyone to listen to it, though presently I’m writing offline and when online the time is limited…

    That’s frustrating, yet it’s liberating, and if one can be 100 percent happy in solitude, then internet and telephones and oh my televisions are not of high importance… Yet —- to be responsible I need to let others know I’m fine – like today I was outside painting and realized we were having a pretty strong earthquake… not knowing where it was or its strength, I’d best drive out tomorrow and check and send a smoke signal if anyone was worried. Then there are stories and more stories to share with others. So which is more important – staying immersed in Nature and not staying up on what’s happening in the world.. or sitting in a cyber and typing at warp speed while downloading/saving to read offline/sharing stories/photos while the laptop battery reaches zero?!!!

    You definitely understand, and I thank you for that.

    • Hi Z. Yes, the science is rapidly growing on the influence of natural environment on every aspect of being. A walk in the woods comes with distinct, measurable bio-psycho-social effects.

      “… if one can be 100 percent happy in solitude … Yet —- to be responsible I need to …”

      Definitely, especially, if in no other way, that “responsibility” of reaching out that you do to others, that role you have in a community integral to your life. I’m in a lifestyle solitary enough that nobody depends on my presence, and I do well without theirs. But community can be a beautiful thing and it seems to be for you.

      Yes, I think I do understand the conundrum, even more than I want to, though in a different flavor, I suppose, feeling responsible to things and people and culture, but seemingly continually decreasing in capacity to exercise such responsibility without more solitude to support doing it.

      I don’t know if it’s about some sort of “strength.” It may be as much about surrender; letting go of the world and sinking into simpler truths like the depth of truth in the feel of rain on the face or cold wet grass on the feet or giant snowflakes swinging on the air or strong gusts of wind laughing in the treetops overhead or their sprawling silhouettes against the night sky begging my attention and rewarding every second I give them, while “the world” would have me experience anything but these things. It wants me on Facebook, which I am now fully convinced is just evil.

      Having the privilege of retirement sufficient to comfort, I’m on the verge of just walking away from it all and stay in the woods to the death. My blog teeters on the edge of extinction, joining all my other social media accounts dumped long ago.

      Or maybe I’ve just grown lazy. Or too disillusioned to keep the faith. Or too lazy to do something about disillusionment.

      Yes, it is liberating to be comfortable offline. The longer I am there, the less I want to come back, except when I find a note or a post or a work of art like yours and a few others. Art is hope. For now I’ll drink it from others. Mine is dry.

      The other day I realized I can be grateful for that, too, because it leaves me more inclined to be out feeding a campfire instead of a keyboard.

      I know you definitely understand, and among the virtues of solitude, gratitude for understanding like yours is one of the greatest. Balsam fir bears the aroma of gratitude, so I’m going back out to absorb more of its special phytoncides omnipresent in these woods, in the rain today and the snow tonight and the sun tomorrow.

      No matter what, I WILL vote on Tuesday, if I have to crawl there, whether in hope or faith or desperation doesn’t matter. Just one of those just do it things.

      This being a comment on a past post, you’re one of only two people reading it, but this kind of comment probably should be more private. Somebody might come along and read it and think, “Geez, this guy is depressing.” Too bad. I said it first!

      And I’ll leave it here because it’s part of being The Balsamean.

    • Ones like Goodall, Rachel Carson, Muir, these are the saints, who changed the world by living the change. Nobody had to tell them that people and nature are not separate things. They taught it with their lives.

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