Hubbard Fellowship Blog – Eliza’s (Sort of) Farewell

This is Eliza Perry’s final blog post as a Hubbard Fellow.  However, as you’ll see below, it is not the end of her employment with The Nature Conservancy.  Meanwhile, two new Fellows have moved in to fill the void left by Eliza and her fellow Fellow, Anne Stine.  Dillon and Jasmine will be introducing themselves to you shortly.

 From Eliza –

For me, Friday June 6th marked the last day of a wild ride—a totally unforeseen, extraordinary, defining year of my life. I had been stalking The Nature Conservancy’s employment website for weeks before this incredible opportunity popped up and I went for it with all I had. This has easily been the most fulfilling year of my life and I know I have learned a great deal more than I could have ever anticipated.

Eliza gave a presentation on her Fellowship year and accomplishments at the May Board Meeting of The Nature Conservancy's Nebraska Chapter.

Eliza gave a presentation on her Fellowship year and accomplishments at the May Board Meeting of The Nature Conservancy’s Nebraska Chapter.

Under normal circumstances, I would have documented every day of my last few weeks, taking upwards of a thousand photos in fourteen days. Tragically, I dropped my camera while filming our wetland restoration at night so words will have to suffice. Growing season is such a busy time for us, but I had to leave just as it was getting underway. Invasives like musk thistles and poison hemlock were becoming very apparent features in certain areas of our properties, and we use this early window to beat them back before they outrun us. I also got to hang out with and train the next class of Hubbard Fellows, which was an incredible privilege because maybe the best part of all this is knowing others will be able to experience something like my year at the Platte River Prairies.

I’m writing this with my feet dangling off a pier in my hometown, looking out on a view that I took for granted my whole life. But the blue ocean doesn’t feel like home right now because I’m missing the golden green oceans in Nebraska. I could not be more excited about the fact that I will be back to the Good Life in a few weeks to start in my new position with The Nature Conservancy in Nebraska as our Major Gifts Manager in Omaha! I am thrilled (and nervous) and convinced that there could not a better continuation of my journey in conservation. I’ll be entering the whole new world of fundraising alongside my favorite TNC chapter.

While rummaging around in my old bedroom after returning to Maine, I found letters I wrote in high school to lots of intangible, inanimate things during a peculiar phase in my journaling habit. The following is a sample of my letter to nature:

“Nature,  I just want you to BE there for all of time and forever, doing your thing as you see fit. I know I personally get in your way and so do billions of my peers, but what I plan to do is use my life to help keep you on track in at least my little corner of the world.”

While I might have worded that a little differently these days, it still perfectly describes why I am working in the field of conservation. I want Nebraska’s beauty to continue to exist and thrive because it must and because it ought to. Everyone in conservation has their own reasons for fighting the good (often steeply uphill) fight, but this past year has made it only more of a compulsion for me.

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Prescribed fire was just one of the activities Eliza (left) gained experience with during her Fellowship year.

And boy was I in good company. As all of the visitors to this blog know, Chris Helzer is a marvel and an inspiration. His passion can sway some of the most staunchly opposing forces. I am still amazed I got to work with him and try to absorb some of his wisdom. The same goes for Nelson Winkel, land manager at the Platte River Prairies, who is truly my hero. The amount of work that each of them and all the other staff members at our chapter accomplish every day is astonishing. The fellowship is only one of innumerable things vying for their attention, but we were always given the support and guidance we needed to get ourselves working independently and well. This chapter, especially trustee Anne Hubbard whose generosity is the reason I just spent the year with TNC, recognizes the important voice that inexperienced aspiring conservationists can contribute to the cause of protecting and enhancing natural resources. Together we have pioneered a growing movement within the organization to provide professional development opportunities to young people so they can propel conservation forward.

Ending one chapter and beginning another always feels surreal and I tend to get extra sentimental. I am so proud to be a Hubbard Fellow. I feel fortunate beyond words to have spent the last twelve months with my mentors on the Platte River working for an organization that does so much good for the world and for Nebraska.

 

“Should I Stay or Should I Go?”

It’s good to be back in the prairies after spending last week in the mountains.  The mountains were beautiful and daytime temperatures were pleasantly cool, but I sure enjoyed the chance to catch up with the goings on in our prairies yesterday.  As if to welcome me home, the weather provided about an hour of bright overcast skies and light winds around lunchtime – perfect weather for a little close-up photography.

As I wandered, I found a crab spider perched atop an upright prairie coneflower (Ratibida columnifera) flower.  I’m a sucker for crab spiders, so I crept up and snapped a photograph of it.

Crab spider on upright prairie coneflower.  The Nature Conservancy's Platte River Prairies, Nebraska.

Crab spider on upright prairie coneflower. The Nature Conservancy’s Platte River Prairies, Nebraska.

I was surprised the spider was sitting so high on the flower – it seemed awfully visible to predators, and poorly placed to capture pollinators coming to visit the blooming portion of the flower below.  Just as I was wondering what it was up to, the spider answered my question for me.  It popped itself up on its “tiptoes” and let loose a long silk trail.

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If you look closely, you can see a long silk thread emerging from the abdomen of the spider.

The spider was attempting a technique commonly called “ballooning”, though “kiting” seems a more appropriate term.  Small spiders use ballooning to travel long distances by releasing long silk threads into the breeze and floating off to wherever the wind carries them  Often, the spider only goes a short distance, but it’s still a faster mode of transportation than walking on short little legs!  Sometimes, if the wind is right, a ballooning spider can go many miles.

In this case, the light winds were apparently insufficient to carry the spider off, and after it failed to launch, it detached its silk thread and sat back down (dejectedly?).  I imagined the spider’s disappointment at having steeled itself for a potentially long trip only to find that it wasn’t going anywhere after all.

Oh well...

Oh well…

As I walked off, I left the spider with good wishes that it would catch a better breeze in the near future, but also with a silent warning.  It’s great to go to new and different places, but sometimes travel just helps you appreciate how nice it is to be home.