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I took land that was eroding and turned it into a tree farm, planting several thousand trees by hand. Put out feed in winter for the wildlife, and stocked around 300 pair of quail. More recently, I've spent several days marking stormwater drains, and several more mapping, measuring and photographing storm drains and outflows on St. Andrews Bay. Also kayaked Econfina Creek with a large group picking up lots and lots of trash. Several hours a month, I'm part of a group that plans projects and finds helpers for stuff like seagrass restoration, building oyster reefs, and mapping threatened plant species. I'm part of a team that is putting together a brochure for homeowners and developers on "Living Shorelines", providing cost and construction information about an alternative to bulkheads and seawalls. I'm in the Florida Master Naturalist program, too.
No pay for this stuff, but I learn alot, see alot, and get outside alot, sometimes to places less travelled. When I'm there, I pick up the trash. For that matter, when I go to a public beach, I always police up my trash, and usually some junk someone else left behind.
I think dark things about people who bury their bottles in the sand, or leave trash behind. There's not much I can do to make a pig do much but grunt, but I can do other things.
So, what does that make me?
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